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Artist: Dave Matthews Band Song: The Dreaming Tree Album: Before These Crowded Streets Tabbed: Ryan Lloyd rdlloyd@hotmail.com Intro: e|-----0h2---2-------0h2---2----0h2---2------0h2---2--| B|---------0-------------0----------0------------0----| G|--2-----------2-------------2---------2-------------| D|----------------------------------------------------| A|----------------------------------------------------| E|----------------------------------------------------|
StDmanding here The Bbold man said to me, "CLong before these crowded streets Here sAmtood my dreaming tree." BeloDmw it he would sit For Bbhours at a time Now Cprogress takes away What fAmorever took to find And Dmnow he's falling hard He fBbeels the falling dark How Che longs to be BeneAmath his dreaming tree ConqDmuered fear to climb A moBbment froze in time WhenC the girl who first he kissed PromAmised him she'd be his RemeDmmbered mother's words TherBbe beneath the tree &quoCt;No matter what the world You'Amll always be my baby." &quoDmt;Mommy come quick, The Bbdreaming tree has died." The Cair is growing thick A feAmar he cannot hide The drDmeamingBb treCe has died
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AOh, hGave you no pity? ThisF thing I do I doD not deny it All Athrough this smile As cGrooked as danger I Fdo not deny I knDow in my mind I woAuld leave you now If IG had the strength to I woFuld leave you up To yDour own devices WillA you not talk? Can Gyou take pity? I doFn't ask much But CwonA't you speak, please?
From the start She knew she had it made Easy up 'til then For sure she'd make the grade Adorers came in hordes To lay down in her wake Gave it all she had But treasures slowly fade Now she's falling hard Feels the fall of dark How did this fall apart? She drinks to fill it up A smile of sweetest flowers Wilted so and soured Black tears stain the cheeks That once were so admired She thinks when she was small There on her father's knee How he had promised her, "You'll always be my baby." "Daddy come quick, The dreaming tree has died I can't find my way home There is no place to hide The dreaming tree has died." Oh, if I had the strength to I would leave you up To your own devices Will you not talk? Can you take pity? I don't ask much But won't you speak, please?