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Date: Sun, 23 Nov 1997 17:57:21 -0500
From: Dann Butterfield 
Subject: CRD: 'Morning Glory' by Tim Buckley


Morning Glory
(Beckett-Buckley)

TIM BUCKLEY
From Goodbye And Hello, 1967

(capoed at the first fret)

G (320003@1)                    Cmaj7I (x32000@1)lit my purest candle close to my
G (320003@1)                     Cmaj7Window, (x32000@1)hoping it would catch the eye
G (320003@1)                 Cmaj7Of (x32000@1)any vagabond who passed it by
Am (x02210@1)               C (x32010@1)      GAnd (320003@1)I waited in my fleeting house

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 (xx0232@1)                  C (x32010@1)    Em (022000@1)   Cmaj7"Tell (x32000@1)me stories," I called to the Hobo;
D (xx0232@1)                  C (x32010@1)    Em (022000@1)   Cmaj7"Stories (x32000@1)of cold," I smiled at the Hobo;
D (xx0232@1)                 C (x32010@1)   Em (022000@1)   Cmaj7"Stories (x32000@1)of old," I knelt to the Hobo;
Am (x02210@1)                         C (x32010@1)      GAnd (320003@1)he stood before me in my fleeting house

"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

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submitted by Hirsch Freeman
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