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Date: Sun, 23 Nov 1997 17:57:21 -0500 From: Dann Butterfield <drumbo@geocities.com> Subject: CRD: 'Morning Glory' by Tim Buckley Morning Glory (Beckett-Buckley) TIM BUCKLEY From Goodbye And Hello, 1967 (capoed at the first fret)
GI lit my purest candle Cmaj7close to my GWindow, hoping it would Cmaj7catch the eye GOf any vagabond who Cmaj7passed it by AmAnd I waited in my Cfleeting Ghouse
Before he came I felt him drawing near As he neared I felt the ancient fear That he had come to wound my door, and jeer And I waited in my fleeting house
D"Tell me storiesC,"Em I callCmaj7ed to the Hobo; D"Stories of coldC,"Em I smilCmaj7ed at the Hobo; D"Stories of oldC,"Em; I kneCmaj7lt to the Hobo; AmAnd he stood before me in my Cfleeting Ghouse
"No," said the Hobo, "No more tales of time; Don't ask me now to wash away the grime; I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb," And he walked away from my fleeting house "Then you be damned!" I screamed to the Hobo; "Leave me alone," I wept to the Hobo; "Turn into stone," I knelt to the Hobo; And he walked away from my fleeting house Outro: D / / / C / Em / Cmaj7 ** **** ******** submitted by Hirsch Freeman comments and corrections welcome at drumbo@geocities.com ******** **** **