Capo: 2

Seven Island Suite Standard tuning, played open or capo on the 2nd fret Intro: (A) (Em) (A) (Em) (A) (Em) (A)

S^Emeven i^Aslands t^Emo the ^Ahigh side O^Emf the ^Abay, '^Emcross the^A bay T^Emo the ^Asunset ^Emthrough the ^Ablue light O^Emf a ^Afiery a^Emutumn ^Ahaze ^Em ^A ^EmWe went ^Awalking ^Emon the ^Ahigh side ^EmOf the ^Abay on a ^Emchilly ^Amorn ^EmAnd we ^Asaw how ^Emleaves had ^Afallen ^EmOn the ^Abeds where ^Emtrees are ^Aborn ^CAny man in his r^Aight mind could not ^Cfail to be m^Dade a^Aware ^CAny woman with a gift of ^Awisdom Would not ^Cseek her ^Danswers ^Athere

Asus4/2

Seven islands to the high side of the bay if you're looking west To the sunset you can see it, all in fiery autumn dress Anytime would be the right time to come up to your bed of boughs Anybody with a wish to wander could not fail but to be aroused (Em) (A) (Em) (A) (Em) (A) (Em) (A)

^EmLiving high in the ^Acity, ^Emguess you think it's a ^Apretty good ^Emway

You get to ^Alearn but ^Emwhen you get burned you got ^Anothing to ^Emsay

You seem to ^Athink bec^Emause you got chicken to^A go you're in ^Emluck ^CFortune will not ^Dfind you in your ^Gmansion or your T^Amruck ^CBrothers will de^Dsert you when you're ^Gdown and shit out of ^Aluck

(Asus4/2) (A) (G) (Em) (A) (Em) (A) Look around at the morning; guess you're doing the best you can Surely you know that when you go nobody gives you a hand Think of the air you're breathing in, think of the time you waste Think of the right and wrong and consider the frown on your face

^CIt's time you tried living on the ^Ahigh side of the ^Cbay, you ^Dneed a ^Arest ^CAny woman or a man with a ^Awish to fade aw^Cay, could^D be so ^Ablessed ^CFortune will not ^Dfind you in your ^Gmansion turned to ^Amgold

^CBrothers will des^Dert you when your ^Gnights turn long and ^Fcold

^GIf you f^Ceel it you ^Fbetter bel^Gieve it ^Fyou’re gonn^Ca see it, s^Fo you really ^Gknow

^FIt is ^Crising ^Flike a ^Gfeather ^Fdipping and ^Cdancing ^Ffrom b^Gelow

^FThere's a ^Cnew wave ^Fthat is ^Gbreaking ^Fin the ^Cwake of a ^Fpassing ^Gship

^FEvery ^Cnation's ^Fgonna be ^Gshaken ^FPut it to^Cgether, ^Fdon’t let i^Gt s^Fli^Cp

It's time you tried living on the high side of the bay, you need a rest Any man or a woman with a wish to fade away could be so blessed Seven islands to the high side of the bay, 'cross the bay To the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn haze To the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn haze

Gordon Lightfoot - Seven island suite