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Artist - Tim Buckley
Song - Cripples Cry
Album - This track wasn't released on any of Buckley's studio albums but a version can
found on the bootleg 'Live at the Folklore Center 1967', which is of a January '67
in Greenwich Village. A studio version was definitely recorded around the time of
and Hello, and is allegedly sitting in the archives of Herb Cohen, Buckley's then manager.
it'll get a proper release some day (although given that Starsailor and Blue Afternoon
remain out of print I wouldn't hold your breath!).
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The whole song uses the same four chords over and over. The basic pattern in the
on the root chord seems to be:
e-----------------------|
B---------------3-------|
G-------------3---3-----|
D-----------------------|
A------0----------------|
E-----------------------|
And then I guess pick as suits your style, or listen to the recording to see how it's
there. If you have a beautiful voice with a four octave range that will probably add
to its performance as well...
I know we're through but I still can't really believe that we'd fall
And though it's sad I still try to hold back my tears, but still I call
What can I say or do for you?
What would you like me to be?
Shall I laugh, dance or sing for you?
Cripples cry, what can I do?
Yes I know that you don't want me anymore
I carry tears, incense and fine wines
What do you do?
But please believe that your love will grow with time or with need
And though you say that you'll never change your mind, I'll be here
And I'm a torn down child for you
I build my castles in the sky
And I've the colours of a clown
In the teardrops from my eyes
Yes I know that you don't want me anymore
I carry tears, incense and fine wines
What do you do?
I'm on the other side of fear
Through my pain I've learned to love
And if my actions aren't too clear
remember clowns only cry
Yes I know that you don't need me anymore
I carry tears, incense and fine wines
What do you do?
Your dark secrets torture my mind
Your life of love turns me cold
And your first lovers you've left behind
Or do you wish to return?
Oh yes I know that you don't need me anymore
I carry tears, incense and fine wines
What do you do?
What can I say or do for you?
What would you like me to be?
Shall I laugh, dance or sing for you?
Cripples cry, what can I do?
And yes I know that you don't need me anymore
I carry tears, incense and fine wines
What do you do?
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NB - I can't be 100% sure on the lyrics cos the bootleg's kind of poor quality. I think
mostly right though.
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