================================================================== 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!). ================================================================== ================================================================== 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? ================================================================== NB - I can't be 100% sure on the lyrics cos the bootleg's kind of poor quality. I think mostly right though. ==================================================================