From: "Abe Klagsbrun" <ask@zso.dec.com> Date: Sun, 19 Nov 1995 23:19:47 -08:0 Subject: CRD: Throwing Stones - Grateful Dead THROWING STONES Performed by the Grateful Dead on the Album In the Dark By: Weir/Barlow This version chorded by: Abe Klagsbrun AKlagsbrun@msn.com 11/18/95 INTRO - A RIFF

^BmPicture a br^Aight blue ball just s^Epinning spinning f^Aree,D^Bmizzy wi^Gth etern^Aity ^Em7Painted with a skin of sky brush in some c^Alouds and ^Em7sea ^BmCall it home to you and ^Ame ^BmA peaceful p^Alace or so it l^Eooks from sp^Aace. ^BmA closer look re^Gveals the human ra^Ace ^Em7Full of hope full of grace is the h^Auman f^Em7ace ^BmBut afraid we may lay our home to w^Aaste There's a f^Eear down hear we c^Dan't fo^Arget. ^EHasn't got a ^Dname just ^Ayet ^EAlways awake alw^Days ar^Aound, singing' a^Eshes ashes a^Dll fall ^Adown

^BmNow watch the ba^All revolves as the n^Eighttime fa^Alls ^BmAnd again the h^Gunt begins, and ag^Aain the blood wind calls ^Em7By and by again, the mor^Aning sun will ri^Em7se. But the ^Bmdarkness never goes from some men's ^Aeyes ^BmIt strolls the sid^Aewalks and it r^Eolls the str^Aeets ^BmStaking turf d^Gividing up ^Ameat ^Em7Nightmare spook p^Aeace of ^Em7heat, ^Bmyou and me, you an^Ad me ^EFlash switch blade in the g^Dhetto ni^Aght. R^Eudies looking f^Dor a fi^Aght ^ERatcat alley r^Doll them b^Aones, n^Eeed that cash to f^Deed that j^Aones ^EAnd the politicians th^Drowing sto^Anes ^ESinging ashes ashes a^Dll fall d^Aown. ^EAshes ashes all fall down

^C#mCommissars and p^Ainstripe bosses r^Eoll the dice. ^BmAnyway they fall gu^Aess who gets to ^Epay the price'^E ^A ^E ^EMoney green ^Aor proletarian g^Erey, selling g^Bmuns instead of food t^Aoday^G ^A

So the k^Eids they dance and s^Dhake their bo^Anes And the ^Epoliticians t^Dhrowing s^Atones Singing as^Ehes ashes a^Dll fall d^Aown. ^EAshes Ashes all fall down.

^BmHeartless powers t^Ary to tell us w^Ehat to thi^Ank ^BmIf the spirit's s^Gleeping then the flesh is i^Ank ^Em7History's page will be ne^Aatly carved in s^Em7tone ^BmThe future's here, we are it, we are ^Aon our own. A D A JAM

^C#mIf the game is l^Aost, then we're a^Ell the same. ^BmNo one left to pla^Ace or t^Eake the blame ^A ^EWe will leave this pl^Aace an empty st^Eone Or a s^F#mhining ball of ^Bmblue we can c^Aall our home So the k^Eids they dance and s^Dhake their ^Abones And the p^Eoliticians th^Drowing st^Aones. Singing a^Eshes ashes al^Dl fall d^Aown. A^Eshes ashes all fall down

Shipping powders back and forth. Singing black goes south and white comes north And the whole world full of petty wars. Singing I got mine and you got yours While the latest fashions set the pace. Lose your step fall out of grace The radical he rant and rage. Singing someone got to turn the page And the rich man in his summer home. Singing just leave well enough alone. But his pants are down, his covers blown. And the politicians throwing stones So the kids they dance and shake their bones Cause it's all too clear we're on our own Singing ashes ashes all fall down, Ashes ashes all fall down

^BmPicture a ^Abright blue ball just sp^Einning spinning f^Aree. ^BmIt's dizzying^G, the possibiliti^Aes. Ashes ashes all fall down ....

Grateful Dead - Throwing stones