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Date: Sun, 5 Apr 1998 20:15:58 +0200 (CEST)
From: Peter Eybert 
Subject: CRD: The Whistler by Jethro Tull

The Whistler

written by Ian Anderson
performed by Jethro Tull
from "Songs From The Wood", 1977
transcribed by Peter Eybert 


[Capo on 1st fret]

Gm Fsus2/C  Gm Fsus2/C

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

        E   G       D         A
So come on, I'm the whistler.
         E          G            D     A
I have a fife and a drum to play.
    E    G        D         F#m
Get ready for the whistler.
            D          E           F#m
I whistle along on the seventh day 
                     E            Ab
whistle along on the seventh day.

Ab F#  Ab F# C#  Ab F#  Ab F# C#  Ab F# Ab F#
Gm Fsus2/C  Gm Fsus2/C

Gm           F       Dm          C
All kinds of sadness I've left behind me.
Gm         Dm       F           C
Many's the day when I have done wrong.
Gm          F         Dm       C
But I'll be yours for ever and ever.
Gm           Dm         F         C     A
Climb in the saddle and whistle along.

        E   G       D         A
So come on, I'm the whistler.
         E          G            D     A
I have a fife and a drum to play.
    E    G        D         F#m
Get ready for the whistler.
            D          E           F#m
I whistle along on the seventh day 
                     E            Ab
whistle along on the seventh day.

Ab F#  Ab F# C#  Ab F#  Ab F# C#  Ab F# Ab F#
C# B   C# B  F#  C# B
Gm Fsus2/C  Gm Fsus2/C

     Gm          F          Dm       C
Deep red are the sunsets in mystical places.
Gm            Dm        F         C
Black are the nights on summerday sands.
Gm             F        Dm            C
We'll find the speck of truth in each riddle.
Gm             Dm       F           C       A
Hold the first grain of love in our hands.

        E   G       D         A
So come on, I'm the whistler.
         E          G            D     A
I have a fife and a drum to play.
    E    G        D         F#m
Get ready for the whistler.
            D          E           F#m
I whistle along on the seventh day 
         D           E
whistle along on the seventh day.
N.C.    E   G     D         A
So come on, I'm a whistler.
         E          G            D     A
I have a fife and a drum to play.
    E    G        D         F#m
Get ready for the whistler.
            D          E           F#m
I whistle along on the seventh day 
         D           E            Ab
whistle along on the seventh day.

Ab F#  Ab F# C#  Ab F#  Ab F# C#  Ab F# Ab F#
C# B   C# B  F#  C# B   C# B  F#  C# B  C# B

Fsus2/C = x33011

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