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# Date: Tue, 30 Jan 1996 13:18:13 -0800 (PST) From: "M. Schweisthal" <mschweis@u.washington.edu> Subject: Chords/Lyrics to "Sit Down Young Stranger" by Gordon Lightfoot "Sit Down Young Stranger" by Gordon Lightfoot Brought to you by Mike Schweisthal [mschweis@u.washington.edu] Chords used: G:320003 C:X32010 D:XX0232 A:X02220 E:022100 INTRO: | G |
I'm stGandin' at the doorway, my hCead down in my hGands Not knCowin' where to sGit, not knowin' where I stDand My fGather looms above me, for hCim there is no rGest My mCother's arms enfGold me and hold me to her brDeast "TGhey say you've been out wanderin', tChey say you've traveGled far Sit dCown, young strGanger and tell us who you Dare" The rGoom has all gone misty, my thCoughts are all in spGin "CSit down, younGg stranger Dand tell us where Gyou been"
"Well, I've been up to the mountain, IC've walked down by Gthe sea I nCever questioned nGo one and no one questioned mDe My lGove was given freely and Coft-times was retGurned I nCever came to bGorrow, I only came to lDearn SometGimes it did get lonely, but it tCaught me how to crGy And lCaughter came to eGasy for life to pass me bDy I nGever had a dollar that I diCdn't earn with prGide 'Cause I hCad a million dGaydreams to keep me sDatisfied"
INTERLUDE: | G | G | C | G | C | G | D | G |
"AAnd will you gather daydreams,D or will you gathAer wealth' How cDan you find your fAortune if you cannot find yoEurself'" My mAother's eyes grow misty, there's a trDemblin' in her hAand "DSit down, younAg stranger, I do not unEderstand And wAill you try and tell us that you've bDeen too long at schoAol' That knDowledge is not neAeded, that power does not rEule' That wAar is not the answer, that yDoung men should not dAie' Sit dDown young strAanger, I wait for your reEply"
"A;The answer is not easy Dfor souls are noAt reborn To wDear the crown of peAace, you must wear the Crown of ThEorns If JeAsus had a reason, I'm sDure he would not tAell They treDated him so bAadly, how could he wish them wEell'"
The pAarlor now is empty, there's nDothin' left to sAay My fDather has depAarted, my mother's gone to prEay There's rAockets in the meadows and shDips out on the sAea The Danswer's in the fAorest, carved upon a trEee: &qDuot;John loAves Mary,"E;...does anyAone love me'