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I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream.
FI can tell by the mark he left you were in his dreaBbm FAh, child of countless trees. Bb Fm7Ah, chile of boundless seBbmas Fm7What you are; what you'Bbmre meant to be Gm(add A) Bb
TYPED BY CURT WILSON ST9996@SIUCVMB.SIU.EDU OR ST9996@SIUCVMB.BITNET Speaks his name, though you were born to me Gm(Add A) Bb Born to me, cassidy F (Music is same for 2nd verse) Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back Come wash the nightime clean. Come grow the scorched ground green. Blow the horn, tap the tambourine. Close the gap of the dark years in between You and me, cassidy. Quick beats in an icy heart
BbCatch-colt draws a Fcoffin cart BbThere he goes and hFow here she starts BbHear her cry F CFlight of theGm7 seaF-birds CScattered like the lost Gm7words F CWheel to the storm and fly Gm7 F CFaring thee wellBb, now leFt your life proceed by it's own design FNothing to tell now, let the words be yourBbs, I'm done with mine. FFaring thee well Bb
Song ends with a jam in F From: ahorgan@minerva.cis.yale.edu (Alec Horgan) Subject: Re: REQ: TAB/CRD/LYR to Cassidy by Grateful Dead
FI have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver Bbstream, FI can tell by the mark he left you were in his Bbdream
Fm7Ah, child of countless tBbmrees, Fm7ah, child of boundless Bbmseas GmWhat you are, what you're meant to Bbbe
GmSpeaks his name though you were born to Bbme, born to me, CassidFy.
2. Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac, I can tell by the way you smile he is rolling back Come wash the nighttime clean, come grow the scorched ground green Blow the horn and tap the tambourine, Close the gap on the dark years in between you and me, Cassidy.
BbQuick beats of an Ficy heart, Bbcatch colt(?) draws a Fcoffin cart BbThere he goes and now Fhere she starts, hear her Ccry
Gm7 F C Flight of the seabirds, Gm7 F C Scattered like lost words
CWheel to the storBbm and fFly (Go through the verse chords again)
2x:
FFaring the well now, let your life proceed by its own dBbesign Nothing to Ftell now, let the words be yours I'm done with Bbmine
Finally, go back to the "flight of the seabirds" bit and end on "fly" That, more or less, is it. Good luck. Alec -- "Perhaps the only true dignity of man is his capacity to despise himself." ---George Santayana, _The Ethics of Spinoza_ To: guitar CASSIDY- The Grateful Dead
EI have seen where the wolf has slept by the siAlver stream EI can tell by the mark he left you were in his dreaAm EmAh, child of countless trAmees EmAh, child of boundless sAmeas F#m/G#What you are, what you're meant toAm be F#m/G#Speaks his name, though you were born to Ame ABorn to me, CasEsidy
Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac I can tell by the way you smiled, he is rolling back Come wash the nightime clean Come grow the scorched ground green Blow the horn, tap the tambourine Close the gap of the dark years in between You and me, cassidy BRIDGE:
AQuick beats in an iEcy heart ACatch-colt draws a Ecoffin cart AThere he goes and now hEere she starts Hear her cBry F#m7(Do dEo dBo) Flight of the seabird F#m7(Do dEo dBo) Scattered like the lost words F#m7(Do dEo dBo) Wheel to the storm and fEly
FEare thee well, now let your life proceed by it's own deAsign ENothing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm dAone with mine (repeat)
NOTE: This is ripped off of a previous posting, but I prefer this key. (from Ace by Bob Weir, 1972) (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)