The Smiths - Cemetery gates

^CA dreaded sunny day So I meet you at the cemetery ga^Ftes Keats and Ye^Cats are on y^Amour side ^{C F C}A dreaded sunny day So I meet you at the cemetery ga^Ftes Keats and Ye^Cats are on y^Amour side ^{C F} While Wi^Clde is on m^Cine

^CSo we go inside and we gravely read the st^Fones All those people all those li^Cves Where are they^Am no^Cw?^F With lo^Cves, with hates And passions just like m^Fine

And then they li^Cved And then they^Am di^Ced^F

^CAnd I want to c^Cry You say: "^Emere thrice the sun hath door Salutation to the d^Cawn" And you c^Emlaim these words as your o^Cwn But I^F'm well read, have h^Ceard them said A hundred t^Amimes (maybe less, maybe m^Fore)

If you m^Cust write prose and poems The words you use should be your o^Fwn Don't plagiarise or t^Cake &qu^Amot;^Con^F loan" There's always som^Ceone, somwhere With a big nose, who kn^Fows And who trips you up and la^Cughs When you^Am fa^Cll^F Who'll trip you up and la^Cugh When you f^Call

You say: "^Emere long done do d^Coes did" W^Emords which could only be your o^Cwn You t^Fhen produce the text From wh^Cence was ripped (some dizzy w^Amhore, 1^F804)

A dreaded su^Cnny day So let's go where we're happy And I meet you at the cemetery g^Fates Keats and Ye^Cats are on y^Amour side ^{C F} A dreaded su^Cnny day

And I meet you at the cemetery ga^Ftes Keats and Ye^Cats are on y^Amour side ^C- bu^Ft you lose While Wi^Clde is on m^Cine