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(Capo 1)
MI SI7 MI SI7
My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue,
MI SI7 MI SI7
an everlasting vision of the everchanging view,
FA#m7 SI LA SI
a wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold,
LAmaj7 SOL#m7 FA#m SI7
a tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold.
MImaj7 SI9 MImaj7 SI9
Once amid the soft silver sadness in the sky
MI SI9 MI SI7
there came a man of fortune, a drifter passing by
FA#m7 SI LA SI
he wore a torn and tattered cloth around his leathered hide
LAmaj7 SOL#m7 FA#m SI7 FA#m7 SI7
and a coat of many colors, yellow-green on either side.
SOL RE7sus RE7 SOLmaj7 RE7
He moved with some uncertainty, as if he didn't know
SOL RE7sus RE7 SOLmaj7 RE7
just what he was there for, or where he ought to go
SI FA#7 SOL#m7 SI
once he reached for something golden hanging from a tree
MImaj7 FA#
and his hand came down - empty.
MI SI7 MI SI7
Soon within my tapestry along the rutted road
MI SI7 MI SI7
he sat down on a river rock and turned into a toad,
FA#m7 SI LA SI
it seemed that he had fallen into someone's wicked spell,
LAmaj7 SOL#m7 FA#m SI7
and I wept to see him suffer, though I didn't know him well.
FA DO7 FA DO7
As I watched in sorrow, there suddenly appeared
FA DO7 FA DO7
a figure gray and ghostly beneath a flowing beard
SOLm7 DO SIb DO
in times of deepest darkness, I've seen him dressed in black
SIbmaj7 LAm7 SOLm DO7
now my tapestry's unravelling; he's come to take me back,
SOLm7 RE9sus REm7/
he's come to take me back.
FA DO7 FA DO7 FA
D9sus = x00553
Dm7/4 = x00011
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