Вступление
FAIRPORT CONVENTION
"MORNING GLORY"
(1968)
GCGGC
I lit my purest candle close to my
GBC
Window, hoping it would catch the eye
GCB
Of any vagabond who passed it by,
ACG
And I waited in my fleeting house
GBmC
Before he came I felt him drawing near
GC
As he neared I felt the ancient fear
GC
That he had come to wound my door and jeer
AmGCEmG
As I waited in my fleeting house
DBG
"Tell me stories," I called to the hobo
DCBG
"Stories of cold," I smiled to the hobo
DCBG
"Stories of old," I knelt to the hobo
AmGCG
And he stood before me and my fleeting house
(guitar solo)
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"No," said the hobo, "no more tales of time
GC
Don't ask me now to wash away the grime
GBm
I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb"
CAmGC
And he walked away from my fleeting house
DCEmG
"Then you be damned!" I screamed to the hobo
DCG
"Leave me alone," I wept to the hobo
GDCEmG
"Turn into stone," I knelt to the hobo
AmCG
And he walked away from my fleeting house
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