Jethro Tull

Accords et partitions

Aqualung

Em D Am A

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Sit-ting on a park bench - eye-ing lit-tle girls - with bad in-tent Snot is runnig down his nose -greassy fingers smearing - shabby clothes- Hey Aqualung Drying in the cold sun - watching as the frilly - panties run - Hey Aqualung Feeling like a dead duck - spitting out pieces of - his broken luck - Oh Aqualung

Thick as a Brick

D G6 Am Em G A

Chords: <u>Dm7</u> <u>Dm9</u> <u>Dm11</u> <u>Csus2</u> <u>Dm7</u> <u>Dm9</u> <u>Dm11</u> <u>Csus2</u>

Locomotive Breath

C Dm F A G

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In the shuffling madness ... of the locomotive breath Runs the all-time loser ... headlong to his death Oh, he feels the piston scraping ... steam breaking on his brow Old Charlie stole the handle and the train it won't stop going No way to slow down

Cross-Eyed Mary

D Em F G Am Bbm

[Verse 1] Who would be a poor man A beggar man, a thief If he had a rich man in his hand? And who would steal the candy

My God

Am B7 D G Dm E7

People, what have you done Locked Him in His golden cage Made Him bend to your religion Him resurrected from the grave

Songs From the Wood

F G C Eb Bb Cm

Let me bring you Songs From The Wood To make you feel much better then you could know Dust you down from tip to toe Show you how the garden grows Hold you steady as you go

Wind Up

D G A F# Bm Em

When I was young and they packed me off to school And they taught me how not to play the game, I didn't mind if they groomed me for success, Or if they said that I was just a fool. So I left there in the morning

Wondering Aloud

D G C Am Em Dm

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Wondering aloud, will the years treat us well? As she floats in the kitchen I'm tasting the smell Of Toast as the butter runs Then she comes, spilling crumbs on the bed And I shake my head

Bungle in the Jungle

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Hymn 43

C G D A B Bb

[Verse 1] Oh Father high in Heaven.. Smile down upon your son, yeah! Was busy with his money games Oh! his women and his gun.

Mother Goose

G D F Em C

[Verse 1] As I did walk by Hampstead Faire I came upon Mother Goose so I turned her loose she was screaming And a foreign student said to me Was it really true there are elephants and lions too in Picadilly Circus

Living In The Past

F Bb C Eb Cm

Happy and I'm smiling, walk a mile to drink your water. You know I'd love to love you, and above you there's no other. We'll go walking out while others shout of war's disaster. Oh, we won't give in, let's go living in the past.

Cheap Day Return

Am F C G D C/B

On Preston platform do your soft shoe shuffle dance Brush away the cigarette ash that's falling down your pants And you sadly wonder Does the nurse treat your old man the way she should ? She made you tea, asked for your autograph, what a laugh !

Heavy Horses

G C D Bm Dsus4 Em

Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust An October's day, towards evening Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough Salt on a deep chest seasoning Last of the line at an honest day's toil

A Passion Play

D G B E Em A

Hail! Son of kings / Make the ever-dying sign / Cross your fingers in the sky for those about to BE. There am I waiting along the sand. Cast your sweet spell upon the land and sea.

Minstrel in the gallery

G F C A D Am

The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces. He met the gazes --- observed the spaces Between the old men's cackle. He brewed a song of love and hatred --- oblique suggestions --- and he waited.

Up To Me

D Em C Am A7 Am9

/ slide up \ slide down H hammer-on P pull-off

We Used To Know

B Em D A C G

Whenever I get to feel this way, Try to find new words to say, I think about the bad old days We used to know.

A Song For Jeffrey

G Bb C F Eb D5

Don't see what I do not want to see, You don't hear what I don't say. Won't be what I don't want to be, I continue in my way. I´ve ceased to see where I'm goin', I´ve ceased to see where I'm goin',

Teacher

Db Ab Gb B E Gb6

Well the dawn was coming, Heard him ringing on my bell. He said, My name's the teacher, That is what I call myself. And I have a lesson

Slipstream

Am G C G/B D E7

Of the spiritless undying selves. And you press on God's waiter your last dime -- As he hands you the bill. And you spin in the slipstream -- Timeless -- unreasoning -- Paddle right out of the mess

Hunting Girl

G Em D C A5 A

[Verse] One day I walked the road and crossed a field to go by where the hounds ran hard. And on the master raced: behind the hunters chased to where the path was barred. One fine young lady's horse refused the fence to clear. I unlocked the gate but she did wait until the pack had disappeared.

Too Old to Rock 'n' Roll: Too Young to Die

F G C Bb D Eb

Intro: - - - - - - - Verso 1: The old Rocker wore his hair too lo???...ng,

Velvet Green

Em D B7 E G F

Won't you have my company, yes, take it in your hands. Go down on velvet green, with a country man. Who's a young girls fancy and an old maid's dream. Tell your mother that you walked all night on velvet green.

Baker St Muse

D C G Em F B7

[Verse] Windy bus-stop. Click. Shop-window. Heel Shady gentleman. Fly-button. Feel In the underpass, the blind man stands With cold flute hands

Skating away on the thin ice of a new day

D G A F C Dsus4

So as you push off from the shore, won't you turn your head once more And make your peace with everyone? For those who choose to stay, will live just one more day, To do the things they should have done. And as you cross the wilderness, spinning in your emptiness,

The Whistler

G# E D F# Gm F

I'll buy you six bay mares to put in your stable Six golden apples bought with my pay. I am the first piper who calls the sweet tune, But I must be gone by the seventh day.

For Michael Collins, Jeffrey and Me

D Gm Gmsus4 C Gm7sus4 G

Watery eyes of the last sighing seconds blue reflections mute and dim Beckon tearful child of wonder to repentance of the sin And the blind and lusty lovers of the great eternal lie Go on believing nothing since something has to die And the apes curiosity money power wins

Nothing is easy

Dm7 C F C/G Bb Gm

Nothing is easy. Though time gets you worrying My friend, it's o.k. Just take your life easy And stop all that hurrying,

Reasons for Waiting

D C G A F Bb

Verse 2 (same as Verse 1) What a day for laughter and walking at night Me following after your hand holding tight And the memory stays clear with the song that you hear If I can but make the words awake the feeling

Bouree

Dm A7 C F A Gm7

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(If nothing else this is good rhythm guitar practice as the flute and bass carry All the melody. I play this pretty much all at the 5th fret.) Intro 8 bars of flute and bass

Fatman

D F G

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Don't want to be a fat man People would think that I was just good fun Would rather be a thin man I am so glad to go on being one

Jack In The Green

A C D G E Bm

Have you seen Jack-In-The-Green? With his long tail hanging down. He sits quietly under every tree --- In the folds of his velvet gown. He drinks from the empty acorn cup

Look into the Sun

A G D E C Em

Took a sad song of one sweet evening I smiled and quickly turned away. It's not easy singing sad songs But still the easiest way I have to say. So when you look into the sun

Moths

G Am C Bm A Dm

The leaded window opened to move the dancing candle flame And the first Moths of summer suicidal came, oh, suicidal came. And a new breeze chattered in its May-bud tenderness Sending water-lillies sailing as she turned to get undressed. And the long night awakened and we soared on powdered wings

With You There To Help Me

Em A Am B G D

In days of peace, Sweet smell- ing summer nights Of wine and song. Dusty pave- ment, burning feet.

Acres Wild

F Am G Dm7 C E7

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I'll make love to you In all good places Under black mountains In open spaces. By deep brown rivers

Cup Of Wonder

A D B G E F#m

May I make my fond excuses For the lateness of the hour, But we accept your invitation, And we bring you Beltane's flower.

Fire at Midnight

G Am C F Em D

I believe in fires at midnight When the dogs have all been fed. A golden toddy on the mantle

Nothing To Say

D B Em E C Bm

Everyday there's someone asking, what is there to do? Should I love or should I fight, is it all the same to you? No I say I have an answer, proven to be true But if I were to share it with you, you would stand to gain and I to lose

Witches Promise

D A Asus2 G E C#

He was willing to give to you, you didn't care. You're waiting for more but you've already had your share. The witch's promise is turning, So don't you wait up for him, he's going to be late.

Sweet Dream

Am D Em G A Dm

You'll hear me calling in your sweet dream, Can't hear your daddy's warning cry. You're going back to be all the things you want to be, While in sweet dreams you softly sigh. You hear my voice is calling to be mine again,

Ring Out Solstice Bells

D G Em A C Am

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This is a simplification, as is common when trying to chord after Anderson who seems to Rules whether they need it or not. Even so, following along with the recording is more Than it appears here due to time changes, including dropping a beat here and there to Parts of this something like 4:7 time. Thus the chords are novice, but the playing is Level. But just let it flow, and you'll catch on. When you do it's a darn fun strum, and

Dun Ringill

E C D G F e

Clear light from a slick palm ... As I Miss deal the day Slip the night from a shaved pack make a Marked card play Call twilight hours down From a

Christmas Song

C G D Am Asus2 Asus4

Once in Royal David's City Stood a lonely cattle shed, Where a mother held her baby. You'd do well to remember the things He later said.

Cold Wind to Valhalla

F#m E A C#m B7

And ride with us young bonny lass --- With the angels of the night. Crack wind clatter --- flesh rein bite On an out-size unicorn. Rough-shod winging sky blue flight

Pibroch (Cap in Hand)

Em C D B7 Am

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And each step he takes is one half of a lifetime: No word he would say could you understand. So he bundles his regrets into a gesture of sorrow, Bringing you love cap in hand. Catching breath as he looks through the dining-room window:

Budapest

A Bm G F#m D Bm11

I think she was a middle-distance runner... (the translation wasn't clear). Could be a budding stately hero. International competition in a year. She was a good enough reason for a party...

Jeffrey Goes to Leicester Square

E A D Am Em E7

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Bright city woman walking down Leicester Square every day Gonna get a piece of my mind You think your not a piece of my kind Everywhere the people looking Why don't you get up and sing

Broadsword

F# C# B A E G#

I see a dark sail on the horizon Set under a black cloud that hides the sun. Bring me my broadsword and clear understanding. Bring me my cross of gold as a talisman. Get up to the roundhouse on the cliff-top standing.

Inside

F Bb F11 F7 Cm Bb7

I'm sitting in the corner feeling glad Got no money coming in but I can't be sad That was the best cup of coffee I ever had And I won't worry 'bout a thing because we've got it made Here on the inside, outside so far away

Sossity Youre A Woman

Am G C F Dm E

1 Hello you straight-laced lady, dressed in white, But your shoes aren't clean. Painted them up with polish In the hope we can't see where you've been. The smiling face That you're worn to greet me rising at morning, sent me out To work for my score, please me and say what it's for.

Coronach

Am G C F D Fmaj7

[Verse 1] Am G Asus2 Grey the mist - cold the dawn. Cruel the sea and stern the shore. Brave the man who sets his course for Albion.

Lick Your Fingers Clean

F Bb G C Eb D

So place your final burden On your hard-pressed next of kin Send the chamber pot back down the line To be filled up again

Wond'ring Again

D G C Dsus2 Am Em

When the Eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree. Incestuous ancestry's charabanc ride, Spawning new millions throws the world on its side. Supporting their far-flung illusion, the national curse, And those with no sandwiches please get off the bus.

One Brown Mouse

A D G E F C

Smile your little smile --- take some tea with me awhile. Brush away that black cloud from your shoulder. Twitch your whiskers. Feel that you're really real. Another tea-time --- another day older.

Jack A Lynn

G Am F C Bb Ab

Verse 1 Cold aeroplanes, slow boats, warm trains Remind me of Jack-A-Lynn Lush hotels and pretty girls Won't share the misty mood I'm in

Only Solitaire

D G E A B C

Brain-storming habit-forming battle-warning weary Winsome actor spewing spineless chilling lines --- The critics falling over her to tell themselves he's Boring and really not an awful lot of fun. Well who the hell can he be when he's never had V.D.,

For A Thousand Mothers

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W - whole; H - half; Q - quarter; E - 8th; S - 16th; a - acciaccatura; + - note tied to previous; . - note dotted; Duration letters will always appear directly above the note/fret number it represents the Duration for. Duration letters with no fret number below them represent rests. Uncapitalized letters represent notes that are staccato (1/2 duration).

Black Satin Dancer

F G C Bb Am Dm

Tearing life from limb and looking sweeter Than the brightest flower in my garden. Begging your pardon --- shedding right unreason. Over sensation fly the fleeting seasons. Thin wind whispering on broken mandolin.

Alive And Well And Living In

Cm Eb Bm7 C E Bb

( EE single notes) Nobody sees her here, here her eyes are slowly closing ( EE single notes) If she should want some peace she sits there without moving And puts a pillow over the phone

Broadford Bazaar

D G C Em Am D5

[Verse 1] Dirty white caravans down narrow roads sailing Vivas Cortinas weaving in their wake With hot red faced drivers horns flattened fists wailing Putting trust in blind corners as they overtake.

Flying Dutchman

D G Am Em F Cmaj7

Jethro Tull: Flying Dutchman Album: Stormwatch Chords: Håkan Mattsson Piano intro

Weathercock

G Bm A D Em A7

Good morning Weathercock: How did you fare last night? Did the cold wind bite you, did you face up to the fright When the leaves spin from October and whip around your tail? Did you shake from the blast, did you shiver through the gale?

Life Is A Long Song

G D A C E E7

When you're falling awake and you take stock of the new day, And you hear your voice croak as you choke on what you need to say, Well, don't you fret, don't you fear, I will give you good cheer.

Son

A G Em F# E B

Oh I feel, sympathy Be grateful my son for what you get Expression and passion

Orion

F#m F E Am G D

Orion, won't you give me your star sign Orion, get up on the sky-line I'm high on my hill and I feel fine Orion, let's sip the heaven's heady wine

Another Christmas Song

C F G Am Dm

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Hope everybody's ringing on their own bell this morning Hope everyone's connected to the long distance phone Old man, he's a mountain Old man he's an island Old man he's awaking says "I'm gonna call, call my children home"

Beggar's Farm

Gm C C# Cm Dm

You're taking chances. And your reputation's going down. Going out in the night-time. You think you make no sound. But you don't fool me. `Cos I know what you feel, If you ignore the things I say -- Someday soon's gonna find you

Love Story

A5 C5 D5 D Dm G5

Going back in the morning time to see if my love Has changed her mind, yeah. I know what I will find That she is wasting time, She could be picking roses.

Requiem

C D G Am Em Em/D

Well, I saw a bird today --- flying from a bush And the wind blew it away. And the black-eyed mother sun scorched the butterfly at play --- velvet veined. I saw it burn. With a wintry storm-blown sigh, a silver cloud blew right on by.

Said She Was A Dancer

C F Dm Bb G D

She said she was a dancer. If I believed it, it was my busines She surely knew a thing or two about control. Next to the bar we hit the samovar. She almost slipped right through my fingers. It was snowing outside and in her soul.

Farm on the Freeway

C Em Asus4 D F

Nine miles of two-strand topped with barbed wire Laid by the father for the son. Good shelter down there on the valley floor, Down by where the sweet stream run. Now they might give me compensation...

Life's A Long Song

G A E E4 D C

When you're falling awake and you take stock of the new day And you hear your voice croak as you choke on what you need to say Well, don't you fret, don't you fear I will give you good cheer Life's a long song

One White Duck

G D C F Am Cadd9

There's a haze on the skyline to wish me on my way And there's a note on the telephone, some roses on a tray And the motorway's stretching, right out to us all As I pull on my old wings, One White Duck on your wall Isn't it just to damn real?

Pussy Willow

G Am F D C E

In the half-tone light of a young morning She sighs and shifts on the pillow. And across her face dancing, the first shadows fly To kiss the Pussy Willow. In her fairy-tale world she's a lost soul singing

A Time for Everything?

Bb F Dm C G Ebmaj9

Fifty years and filled with tears And joys I never cried Burn the wagon and chain the mule The past is all denied There's no time for everything

Home

Am C F C/B Am/G Am/E

As the dawn sun breaks over sleepy gardens I'll be here to do all things to comfort you. And though I've been away left you alone this way Why don't you come awake and let your first smile take me home.

Just Trying To Be

D G C D5 D7 Gm

Verse (celeste plays then guitar joins in) There was a time when you were so young and walked in their way They made you feel they loved you all seeing they say You're going wrong if their game you don't play

Jack Frost And The Hooded Crow

G F C Am E D

Through long December nights we talk in words of rain or snow While you, through chattering teeth, reply and curse us as you go Why not spare a thought this day for those who have no flame To warm their bones at Christmas time? Say Jack Frost and the Hooded Crow

Steel Monkey

C#5 B F#5 F# E Aadd9

As the moon slips up, and the sun sets down, I'm a highrise jockey, and I'm heaven-bound. Do the workboot shuffle, loose brains from brawn. I'm a monkey puzzle and the lid is on. Can you guess my name? Can you guess my trade?

Back-Door Angels

D Em C Am G B

In and out of the front door, ran twelve back-door angels. Their hair was a golden-brown --- They didn't see me wink my eye. `Tis said they put we men to sleep with just a whisper,

From a Dead Beat to an Old Greaser

F#m D A E Em Bm

From a dead beat to an old greaser here's thinking of you. You won't remember the long nights Coffee bars and black tights and white thighs In shop windows where blonde assistants Fully-fashioned a world

Something's On The Move

D Am C G Bm A

She wore a black tiara Rare gems upon her fingers And she came from distant waters Where northern lights explode To celebrate the dawning

Beastie

F5 Db5 Bb5 Gb5 Ab5 B5

From early days of infancy, Through trembling years of youth, Long murky middle-age and final hours Long in the tooth, He is the hundred names of terror -creature you love the least.

Up the Pool

D C G A4 A Bm

I'm going up the 'Pool, from down the smoke below To taste me mum's jam Sarnis and see our Aunty Flo, The candy floss salesman watches ladies in the sand Down for freaky weekends in the hope that they'll be meeting Mr. Universe.

Cheerio

C F Bb Eb G Am

Along the coast road, by the headland The early lights of winter glow I'll pour a cup to you, my darling And raise it up, say, "Cheer-iii-ooo"

Sealion

A Em C B Bm E

[Verse 1] Over the mountains, and under the sky, Riding dirty grey horses, go you and I; Mating with chance copulating with mirth, The sad glad paymasters (for what it's worth).

Summerday Sands

D Dsus4 G D5 Am/D Em

I gave her my raincoat and told her, ``Lady, be Good!'' <u>D</u> <u>Dsus4</u> And we made truth together, where no one else Would.

Slow Marching Band

D G C Em A Bm

Intro: /// -- Would you join a slow marching band? And take pleasure in your leaving

Dr Bogenbroom

D G C Am A Em

Dr Bogenbroom by Jethro Tull Written by Ian Anderson Performed by Jethro Tull From: "Living in the Past", 1971

The Chequered Flag (Dead Or Alive)

G C A7 D Bm D/F#

The disc brakes drag,the chequered flag Sweeps across the oil-slick track. The young man's home; dry as a bone. His helmet off, he waves: the crowd waves back. One lap victory roll. Gladiator soul.

Pied Piper

G D C E F E7

They patched him up as good as new. You can see him every day riding down the queen's highway, Handing out his small cigars to the kids from school. And all the little girls with their bleached blond curls Clump up on their platform soles.

Part Of The Machine

Am G D C Em F

Verse 1 Everybody's jumping on the circus train Well some jump high and some jump off again And the razz-ma-tazz is rolling women folk unveiled All truths to light all cross his name Even high where the eagle circles

Black Sunday

D Em C G F Bm

Tomorrow is the one day I would change for a Monday With freezing rains melting and no trains running And sad eyes passing in windows flimsy and My seat rocking from legs not quite matching Got passport, credit cards, a plane that I'm catching

Dharma For One

Dm C F Eb G C5

(live version) Intro Dharma seek and you will find

Grace

A Bm G D E C

Hello sun Hello bird Hello my lady Hello breakfast May I buy you again tomorrow?

Mountain Men

F C Am D D5 G

The poacher and his daughter throw soft Shadows on the water in the night. A thin moon slips behind them as they Pull the net with no betraying light.

Kelpie

G F Am C E D

There was a warm wind with the high tide On the south side of the hill. When a young girl went a-walking And I followed with a will.

Fylingdale Flyer

D Em G A C Asus4

No chords Through clear skies tracking lightly from far down the line No fanfare, just a blip on the screen No quick conclusions now --- everything will be fine Short-circuit glitsch and not what it seems

Rocks On The Road

Bb Cm Ab Fm Eb Dm

There's a black cat down on the Key side Ship's light, green eyed glowing in the dark To young cops handing out a big debt Know how to hurt and leave no mark We're down in the half lit bar of the hotel

Kissing Willie

Em Cm D E5 C G

Breaking hearts in a market town. She eats filet of sole and washes it down With sparkling wine. Well she's nice girl, but a bad girl's better. Qualifies in both ways to my mind.

Strip Cartoon

D G C F E A

Fish &amp; Chips, Sandpaper Lips &amp; a rainy pavement Soho lights, another night......thinking of you, Black cat, sat on a wall, winks at me darkly Suggesting ways and means that I might win a smile As you leave the place where you work, until 12.30

Big Dipper

E B F# E7 A C

E and Weekend happiness seekers --- pent-up saturation. Well, we don't mean anyone any harm, We weren't on the Glasgow train. E and

Singing All Day

Em D5 B E

Went down to the station to look for her there Lokked through the crowd for a glimpse of her hair Nothing to see but the crowds keep a staring At me my my, Ooh my my my

Working John Working Joe

D5 E5 D Dsus4 A5 B

When I was a young man as all good tales begin Single notes:5th string 4th string 3rd string 4th String Or open A h/o open I was taught to hold out my hand

Ladies

E A B Asus4 F F#m

Ladies of leisure, with their eyes on the back roads --- All looking for strangers, to whom they extend welcomes With a smile and a glimpse of pink knees and elbows; Of satin and velvet --- good ladies, good fortune. Ladies. Ladies.

Jump Start

D5 D/Bb G D5/C A D

In the dark of the city backwoods, something stirs then slips away. Law and order in darkest Knightsbridge. Crime and punishment at play. Hey, Mr. Policeman won't you come on over. Hook me up to the power lines RIFF Of your love.

Under Wraps

C Dadd4 G A F Em7

Keep it quiet. (Go slow.) Circulate. Need to know. Stamp the date upon your file --- Masquerade, but well worth while. Wrapped in the warmth of you ---

Protect And Survive

F Am G Bb C Dm

[Verse 1] They said protect and you’ll survive- (but our postman didn’t call) 8 lbs. of over-pressure wave seemed to glue him to the wall They said protect and you’ll survive

A Gift Of Roses

G F C D

Pas de barré*

I've been playing Ian's music (since '72) along with I'm sure, thousands of Others. Perhaps we could set up a world wide network of those like myself Who would love to meet (and jam) with others with the same love of Tull Music. You might list every major city in America (and the UK, Japan etc.) And ask for a jam group leader for each city. I know you folks are out

A Small Cigar

D D7 Gm A Am G

A small cigar can change the world I know, I've done it frequently at parties Where I've won all the guests' attention With my generosity and suave gentlemanly bearing A little flat tin case is all you need

At Last Forever

D Em C Dm E Am

So why are you holding my hand tonight? I'm not intending to go far away I'm just slipping through to the back room I'll leave you messages almost every day.

European Legacy

E D G#m F# F#m A

[Verse] She smiles at me From beyond the eastern sea-shore. Flashing jewelled eyes, She hoists her skirts so high.

Wicked Windows

C F Am Dm G D

I have walked a line both faint and narrow hard to follow, Caught up in circumstance, harsh truth for history to mellow. Through my eyes: loyalties and obligation Magnified: Obedience the better fellow.

This Is Not Love

D5 A5 E5 Am G Em

Winds howled, rains spit down All these nights playing precious games Cheap hotel in some seaboat town Closed down for the winter and whispered names

First Snow On Brooklyn

D Em Bm A G Am

I flew in on the evening plane Is it such a good idea that I am here again? And I could cut my cold breath with a knife And taste the winter of another life

Down At The End Of Your Road

Am F C Gm D D#

Verse 1 I am your neighbor I seem most respectable But underneath I'm an nimiquitous toad So many dreadful mishaps have befallen you Down at the end of your road And I live down the end of your road

And Further On

Bb C F E D Gm

[Verse 1] We saw the heavens break And all the world go down to sleep And rocks on mossy banks Drip acid rain from craggy steeps.

Raising Steam

Dm7 G7 E7 F Asus4 A5

Over high plains, through the snow, roll those tracks out, don't you know I'm raising steam. Thin vein creeping; hot blood flow... Spill a little where the new towns grow. I've got my whole life hanging in a sack,

Another Harrys Bar

G F Am C Dm Em

Wet wind on the sidewalk: I'm staring at the rain. Walking up the street, yeah, and walking down again. And my feet are tired and my brain is numb.

Strange Avenues

Eb F Bb Gm Cm Ab

Strange avenues / Where you lose All sense of direction And everywhere / is main street In the winter sun The wino sleeps / Cold coat

Still Loving You Tonight

Bm G A B D Em/G

It's a lonely life I live and I live this life to go And if I leave you with one thing it's just that I want you to know : I'll still be loving you tonight Hmmm, hmm, hmm, hmm

I Don't Want to Be Me

Am D G Bm C A

Got a grand house out in the country. Marble pillars holding the door. Empty bottles lining the wall from the night before. Got a Roller out in the garage. But the wheels are stuck to the floor.

The Rattlesnake Trail

F#m Am D A B E5

I wear a hair shirt 'round my shoulder Got a cold stew in my spoon And I'm falling on my head Lifting feet of led Now it's got me baying at the moon

Doctor To My Disease

F C Am G Bb Em

[Verse 1] I've been treated for mild depression And I've been treated for growing pains. I've been treated for hallucinations; Now I can see it all coming again.

White Innocence

C Gm F Bb Dm Eb

She drifted from some minor festival, ha Didn't look like any Summer of love Just a thousand weekend worriors in a muddy field It was the hand to fit my glove Funny thing the innocence of the lonely

Rosa on the Factory Floor

Dm Bb Gm Eb C F

She moves with machinery for the fancy sports car trade. Part of the industrial process: she sees that they stay made. She works from early A.M.. They work her to the bone. When I call her in the evening, she's too tired to lift the phone.

Silver River Turning

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I walked down that boulder road, Through a child's eye saw places where I used to go. Where I crawled barefoot with a fishing pole To the rock that overlooked that steelhead hole But it's true-- silver river turning blue.

Hard Liner

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Hard liner, She brings ice when I bring fire. She's a hard liner. Tightrope 'cross Niagara. She'd cut the wire. Never feel a thing.