From: bearce@hpcc01.corp.hp.com (Phil Bearce)
From phil@hpmsfpb.sj.hp.com Tue Aug 18 08:53 PDT 1992
Long Ago And Far Away
James Taylor
Dm G C
Long ago a young man sits and plays his waiting game
Am Am7 Dm G
But things are not the same it seems as in such tender dreams
Dm G C Cm7 F
Slowly passing sailing ships and Sunday afternoon
Am Am7 Dm G7
Like people on the moon I see are things not meant to be
CHORUS: Cm7 G
Where do those golden rainbows end
Cm7 G
Why is this song so sad
Cm7 G
Dreaming the dreams I've dreamed my friend
Cm7 G
Loving the love I love to...
Dm G C Cm7 F
Love is just a word I heard when things are being said
Am Am7 Dm G
Stories my poor head has told me cannot stand the cold
Dm G C Cm7 F
And in between what might have been and what has come to pass
Am Dm G7
A misbegotten guess alas and bits of broken glass
CHORUS: Cm7 G
Where do your golden rainbows end
Cm7 G
Why is this song I sing so sad
Cm7 G
Dreaming the dreams I dream my friend
Cm7 G Cm7 G
Loving the love I love to love... to love..
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From: sjohnson@usa.net
Long Ago And Far Away
James Taylor (c) 1970 Blackwood Music
Bm F#/B Bm7 D/E Amaj7 Dmaj7
Long ago a young man sits and plays his waiting game
C#m G#/C# C#m7 F#m7 Bm7 D/E
But things are not the same it seems, as in such tender dreams
Bm F#/B Bm7 D/E Amaj7 Dmaj7
Slowly passing sailing ships and Sunday afternoon
C#m G#/C# C#m7 F#m7 Bm7 D/E
Like people on the moon I see are things not meant to be
Amaj9 Dmaj9
Where do those golden rainbows end
Amaj9 Dmaj9
Why is this song so sad
Amaj9 Dmaj9
Dreaming the dreams I've dreamed my friend
Amaj9 Dmaj9 Amaj9
Loving the love I love to...
Bm F#/B Bm7 D/E Amaj7 Dmaj7
Love is just a word I heard when things are being said
C#m G#/C# C#m7 F#m7 Bm7 D/E
Stories my poor head has told me cannot stand the cold
Bm F#/B Bm7 D/E Amaj7 Dmaj7
And in be-tween what might have been and what has come to pass
C#m G#/C# C#m7 F#m7 Bm7 D/E
A mis-be-gotten guess a-las and bits of broken glass
Amaj9 Dmaj9
Where do your golden rainbows end
Amaj9 Dmaj9
Why is this song I sing so sad
Amaj9 Dmaj9
Dreaming the dreams I dream my friend
Amaj9 Dmaj9 Amaj9 Dmaj9
Loving the love I love to love... to love..
3x||: Amaj9 Dmaj9 :|| Amaj7
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Amaj9: x02100
Dmaj9: 0x0220
F#/B: 224322
G#/C#: 446544
