Written by Richards/Augie March
Transcribed by Tim Byron
The biggest rock song on 'Sunset Studies,' and is in 4/4 and standard
tuning. Play the big rawk riff in the middle to your heart's
content.
F#m11E
To be a bee, a moth
F#m11E
Four wings spread for the soft last touch
A
Of glory sun
EA
Remembering blood plums and lips and lemons
E
One hundred different suns
D
In a hundred different heavens
FAD#m
Spied from a rowboat, stroke
GF#m
And nought is spoken
AD#mGE
Before you know it the spell is broken
DE
You might wonder where you are
AD#mGF#m11
Floating on the reservoir
E
I have counted the notes
F#m11
We landed here not many years ago
EA
And it was not a pretty song that we composed
E
La la la, the early bird he knows
A
You hang from the cherry bough
DF
When you're lichen yourself, and leave
AD#mGF#m
The cold cold scent of stone and mulch
AD#mGE
A great stone wall to stave the rush
DE
To think that peace might be too much
AD#mCB
Waiting for the giant
F#m11E
The lake, the fir fringed lake
F#m11
Placid and ample, birded, breezed and dappled
E
Through the mountain break
A
Through the mountain break
EADF
A moment, take a moment, a moment
A
You might wonder where you are
D#m
Perched above the reservoir
G
Adolf in the White hotel
E
All this time we've been in hell
AD#mGF#m
You might wonder where you are
AD#mGE
Perched above the reservoir
DE
Luis of the Lake retire
AD#mDA
Before they set the lake on fire
AEDA
Before they set the lake on fire
AECBF#m11
Before they set the lake on fire.
{play the F#m11 E progression a few times as the outro}