• Song:

    King Lion

  • Artist:

    Weping Tile

e: Mon, 30 Mar 1998 10:01:01 -0500 (EST)
From: Murray Stevenson 
Subject: w/weping_tile/king_lion.crd


King Lion - Weeping Tile
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transcribed by murray stevenson (mstevenson@trentu.ca)

(Note: the chord Dt is simply D with the first finger removed so that the 
third string is open)

Intro: D Dt D Dt/F G F G  (x2)

Dt              D            Dt              D 
What if you and I were to go swimming in the afternoon
    F                G    F  G
And all the while pretend
Dt              D                Dt                D         F  
Put two dollars in the can, some trusting soul at a roadside stand
                 G           F  G
Get some flowers for the den
We used to play in the back hall, but now its anywhere at all
And you ask me everyday
Knocking on my cabin door, in my sleep I swear I hear you roar
Hey, do you wanna play?

D          A       Em         G
If I could be King Lion for a day
D        A          Em    G
The hour hand would spin away
    D             A     Em                   G
But I don't wanna draw, everything else is a bore
   D                 A             Em  G
Oh why do we have to stop that way?
       Dt  D   Dt  D  F  G  F  G
Until tomorrow

And I will be your sidekick, any character or plotlines
We can scheme up in our head
Settle in our pinecone wars, sailing off the Zulu shores
As ______(?)______ rubies red
Lately to my surprise, I'm seeing things with six year old eyes
And I like the view
You don't even read or write, you still sleep with a night light
But I take my leads from you

If I could be...

Em  G          D             A
You don't know what it is to be with
You don't know what it is to be with
You don't know what it is to be
You don't know what it is to be 
With you

So what if you and I were to go swimming in the afternoon
And all the while pretend
We could put two dollars in the can, some trusting soul at a roadside stand
Get some flowers for the den
Lately to my surprise I'm seeing things with six year old eyes
And I like the view
You don't even read or write, and you still sleep with a nightlight
But I take my leads from you

If I could be...

Until tomorrow...
Until tomorrow...
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