For The Roses

Fret positions are real postions (NOT in relation to the capo!)

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INTRO:

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I heard it in the wind last night

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It sounded like applause 

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Did you get a round resounding for you 

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Way up here

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It seems like many dim years ago 

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Since I heard that face to face 

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Or seen you face to face 

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Though tonight I can feel you here

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I get these notes 

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On butterflies and lilac sprays 

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From girls who just have to tell me
 
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They saw you somewhere

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REPEAT INTRO BEFORE EACH VERSE:

In some office sits a poet 
And he trembles as he sings 
And he asks some guy 
To circulate his soul around 
On your mark red ribbon runner 
The caressing rev of motors 
Finely tuned like fancy women 
In thirties evening gowns 
Up the charts 
Off to the airport- 
Your name's in the news 
Everything's first class- 
The lights go down- 
And it's just you up there 
Getting them to feel like that

Remember the days when you used to sit 
And make up your tunes for love 
And pour your simple sorrow 
To the sound hole and your knee 
And now you're seen 
On giant screens 
And at parties for the press 
And for people who have slices of you 
From the company 
They toss around your latest golden egg 
Speculation-well, who's to know 
If the next one in the nest 
Will glitter for them so

I guess I seem ungrateful 
With my teeth sunk in the hand 
That brings me things
I really can't give up just yet 
Now I sit up here 
The critic!
And they introduce some band 
But they seem so much confetti 
Looking at them on my TV set 
Oh the power and the glory 
Just when you're getting a taste for worship
They start bringing out the hammers 
And the boards
And the nails

I heard it in the wind last night 
It sounded like applause 
Chilly now 
End of summer 
No more shiny hot nights 
It was just the arbutus rustling 
And the bumping of the logs 

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And the moon swept down black water 

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Like an empty spotlight


©1972 Crazy Crow Music