Quite Rightly So:Procol Harum.
#50 in UK in 1968.

INTRO: Dm C G 

#1.
G                              D   B7  Em     G
For you whose eyes were opened wide....whilst mine 
           C
refused to see.
G                          D    B7  Em G               C
I'm sore in need of saving grace....be kind and humour me.
B7                       Em   C A   G            D
I'm lost amidst a sea of wheat..... where people speak,
C          D
but seldom meet.
G                       C
And grief and laughter, strange but true...although they die,
G           Dm       C
they seldom crrrrrry.

#2.
G                   D         B7   Em  G
An ode by any other name, yeah.....I   know might read more 
C
sweet.
G                          D    B7  Em  G              C
Perhaps the sun will never shine....up..on my field of wheat.
B7                           Em  C A   G             D     C
But still in closing, let me say.......for those too sick, yeah,
            D    G                     C
too sick to see..though nothing shows, yes, someone knows..
C                   G  D
I wish that one was me.


(INTERLUDE:) G D B7 Em G C (2x)..B7 Em G D

 
#3.
G                   D         B7   Em  G
An ode by any other name, yeah.....I   know might read more 
C
sweet.
G                          D    B7  Em  G              C
Perhaps the sun will never shine....up..on my field of wheat.
B7                           Em  C A   G             D     
But still in closing, let me say.......for those too sick, 
C           D    G                     C
too sick to see..though nothing shows, yes, someone knows..
C                   G  D
I wish that one was me.

OUTRO: 
G                    C
Though nothing shows....yes, someone knows..
C                   G      
I wish that one was me.
G                    C
Though nothing shows....yes, someone knows..
C                   G      
I wish that one was me..(Fade.)


A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.