The Tallest Man On Earth - Drying of the lawns
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Capo: 6
Tuning: E A D G B E
Dm7-5 Bm7-5
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Capo 6
Dm/F G x2
C Dm7-5
Am Am/G F Gsus4 C
C Dm7-5
She said I cannot tell you why, she said I'm in a rush
There are Amsofter Am/Gdreams for Fyou to think aGsus4bout now loCve
C Dm7-5
Things that you have seen this night that run by that the river's flow
I can Amuse you Am/Gif you're Fin the flame, I'm a Gsus4growin' Cold
And no Emthis is not the Fsummer Cdream she saAmid
It's just the Cdrying of the Amlawns I want to FleaveGsus4 out thCere
C Dm7-5
Well I've said I've sailed the frozen corners of the dark Atlantic Sea
And I dAmriftedAm/G on the wFaves and the Gsus4mirage beneCath
C Dm7-5
And never have I felt such numb and pointless searchin' true
As when I seAmt my eAm/Gyes and torFched the plans on thGsus4e mark of yCou
And no Emthis is not the Fsummer Cdream she saAmid
It's just the Cdrying of the Amlawns I want to FleaveGsus4 out thCere
C Dm7-5
She said you follow me like sheep that think this king could do some harm
But I Amtell you Am/Gboy I'm Ffrightened still with a Gsus4sister's Cheart
C Dm7-5
I set my eyes upon the shore whenever you wake up
I'm Amleavin' Am/Gbecause you Fdon't feel what you're Gsus4dreamin' Cof
And no Emthis is not the Fsummer Cdream she saAmid
It's just the Cdrying of the Amlawns I want to FleaveGsus4 out thCere
C Dm7-5 Bm7-5
But I will stand down in the hallway with no thought to leave the set
Of a Ammovie Am/GI will Fsure as hell not Gsus4end just Cyet
C Dm7-5
If evenings are for romance then this mornin' is for us
It will Amnever Am/Gend and Four last dream will Gsus4leave this Chouse
And no Emthis is not the Fsummer Cdream I Emsaid
It's just the CdryingG/B of the Amlawns that Gwant to Fleave us Chere
Oh it's the Cdrying G/Bof the Amlawns that Gwant to Fleave us Chere