Cassidy
Weir/Barlow
I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream.
I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream
Ah, child of countless trees.
Ah, chile of boundless seas
What you are; what you're meant to be
(add )
Speaks his name, though you were born to me
(Add )
Born to me, cassidy
(Music is same for 2nd verse)
Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac
I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back
Come wash the nightime clean.
Come grow the scorched ground green.
Blow the horn, tap the tambourine.
Close the gap of the dark years in between
You and me, cassidy.
Quick beats in an icy heart
Catch-colt draws a coffin cart
There he goes and how here she starts
Hear her cry
Flight of the sea-birds
Scattered like the lost words
Wheel to the storm and fly
Faring thee well, now let your life proceed by it's own design
Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm done with mine.
Faring thee well
Song ends with a jam in F
I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream,
I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream
Ah, child of countless trees, ah, child of boundless seas
What you are, what you're meant to be
Speaks his name though you were born to me, born to me, Cassidy.
2. Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac,
I can tell by the way you smile he is rolling back
Come wash the nighttime clean, come grow the scorched ground green
Blow the horn and tap the tambourine,
Close the gap on the dark years in between you and me, Cassidy.
Quick beats of an icy heart, catch colt(?) draws a coffin cart
There he goes and now here she starts, hear her cry
Flight of the seabirds,
Scattered like lost words
Wheel to the storm and fly
(Go through the verse chords again)
[2x]:
Faring the well now, let your life proceed by its own design
Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours I'm done with mine
Finally, go back to the "flight of the seabirds" bit and end on "fly"
That, more or less, is it. Good luck.
Alec
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"Perhaps the only true dignity of man is his capacity to despise himself."
---George Santayana, _The Ethics of Spinoza_
CASSIDY- The Grateful Dead
I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream
I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream
Ah, child of countless trees
Ah, child of boundless seas
/
What you are, what you're meant to be
/
Speaks his name, though you were born to me
Born to me, Cassidy
Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac
I can tell by the way you smiled, he is rolling back
Come wash the nightime clean
Come grow the scorched ground green
Blow the horn, tap the tambourine
Close the gap of the dark years in between
You and me, cassidy
BRIDGE:
Quick beats in an icy heart
Catch-colt draws a coffin cart
There he goes and now here she starts
Hear her cry
(Do do do) Flight of the seabird
(Do do do) Scattered like the lost words
(Do do do) Wheel to the storm and fly
Fare thee well, now let your life proceed by it's own design
Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm done with mine
(repeat)
NOTE: This is ripped off of a previous posting, but I prefer this
key.
(from Ace by Bob Weir, 1972)