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MIM7 LAM7 DO9
e--0------0-----3---
B--0------2-----3---
G--1------1-----0---
D--1------2-----2---
A--2------0-----3---
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MIM7 LAM7 MIM7 SIm LA
Right outside this lazy summer home
MIM7 LAM7 MIM7 SIm LA
You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no.
LA DO#m SI LA
Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home,
DO#m SI RE LA
Wonderin' where the nut thatch winters, wings a mile long
MI LA MI LA DO
Just carried the bird away.
SOL DO9 SOL DO9
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world.
G C9 G C9(slide up 1 fr)
The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own.
RE DO9 SOL DO9
Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings.
SOL DO9 RE SIm LA MIM7
The heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own.
There comes a redeemer and he slowly too fades away.
There follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay.
The seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay,
Night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day.
Sometimes we live no particular way but our own.
Sometimes we visit your country and live in your home.
Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone,
Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own.
On the EM7 I play it like this:
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D--0h1--1------1--1--1--1----------------------
A--2----2------2--2--2--2----------------------
E--0----0------0--0--0--0----------------------
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