Date: Wed, 29 Apr 1998 17:15:10 -0700 (PDT) From: toomey <toomey@sos.net> Subject: b/bowie_david/wild-eyed_boy_from_freecloud.crd I picked this one out on piano. It's kind of tough to do the descending baseline with a guitar, but it sounds really cool. >From Space Oddity, or Man of Words, Man of Music. FYI: D/C#: X40232 D/C: X30232 D/B: X20232 Bb6: X13333 A#dim:X12023 or XX2323, I prefer the former. E7sus:020200 D D/C# D/C D/B Bb6 C E7sus E7

^DSolemn faced the ^D/C#village settles ^D/Cdown, unde^D/Btected by the ^Bb6stones And the ^Ahangman plays the ^A#dimmandolin before he goes to ^DSl^D/C#eep, ^D/Cand the ^D/Blast thing on his ^Bb6mind is the ^Awild-eyed boy ^A#dimimprisoned 'neath the ^Dcovered wooden sh^D/C#aft, ^D/C folds the ^D/Brope into it's ^Bb6bag. ^ABlows his pipe of ^A#dimsmolders, blankets ^Dsmoke into the ^D/C#room, an^D/Cd the ^D/Bday will end for ^Bb6some. ^CAs the ^Gnight begins for ^Fone. ^E7sus ^E7

(Chords the same until they pick up again) Staring through the message in his eyes lies a solitary son from the mountain called the freecloud where the eagle dare not fly, and the patience in his sigh gives no indication for the townsmen to decide, so the village dreadful groans Pronouncing gross diversion as the label for the dog. Ooo it's the madness in his eyes

As he ^Cbreaks the night to ^Gcry Its really ^Dme^D/C#, ^D/C really ^D/Byou and really ^Bb6me ^AIt's so hard for ^A#dimus to really ^Dbe^D/C#, ^D/C Really ^D/Byou, really ^Bb6me, You'll ^Alose me though I'm ^A#dimalways really

^Dfre^D/C#e. ^D/C ^D/B ^C ^C ^C ^C And the ^Cmountain moved it's eyes to the ^C7world and realized Where the ^Bbsnow had saved a ^Abplace for the ^Cwild-eyed boy from ^E7susfree cloud ^E7 (Same chords) And the village dreadful cried as the moat began to rise For the smile stayed on the face of the wild-eyed boy from freecloud. And the ^Gwomen once proud clutched the ^Cheart of the crowd as the ^Gboulders smashed down from the ^Cmountains hand. And the ^Ammagic in the stare of the ^Cwild-eyed boy said ^Am"Stop Free Cl^Coud, they won't thin^E7susk to cut me down, no,^E7 no, no!" But the ^Fcottages ^Cfell like a ^Fplaying card ^Chell and the ^Bbtears on the ^Fface of the ^Cwise boy came ^Ftrembling ^Cdown to the ^Frumbling ^Cground and the ^Bbmissionary ^Fmystic of ^Cpeace/love ^DStumbled back to ^D/C#cry among the ^D/Cclouds ^D/B ^Bb6 ^AKicking back the ^A#suspebbles from the ^DFree Cloud ^D/C#mountain's ^Ctrack.

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David Bowie - Wild-eyed boy from freecloud