Refugees Van der Graaf Generator
Band : Van der Graaf Generator
Album : The Least We Can Do Is Wave To Eachother
Song : Refugees
This is a real gem! Unfortunately I never found the short chord sequence
somewhere in the middle, so you'll have to do without it. There are two basic
chord sequences. The second one - I don't think I've got it right, but it is
still worth a try.
C - x-3-2-0-1-0--------------------------------------| G - 3-2-0-0-0-3--------------------------------------| G7 - 3-2-0-0-0-1--------------------------------------| Am - x-0-3-3-2-0--------------------------------------| F - 1-3-3-2-1-1--------------------------------------| Dm - x-x-0-2-3-1 or maybe it is Dm6 - x-5-7-5-6-5-| E - 0-3-3-2-0-0--------------------------------------|
[C]North was somewhere [G]years ago, [G7]and [Am]cold:[G]
[F]ice locked the people's hearts, and [Dm]made them old.[G]
[C]South was birth to [G]pleasant la[G7]nds, but [Am]dry:[G]
[F]I walked the waters' depths and [Dm]played my mind.[G]
[C]East was dawn, [G]coming al[G7]ive in the [Am]golden sun:[G]
[F]the winds came gently, several heads b[Dm]ecame one.[G]
[C]In the summertime, though [G]August pe[G7]ople [Am]sneered...[G]
[F]we were at peace, and we [Dm]cheered.[G]
[C]We walked along, sometimes hand in hand,
[Am]between the thin lines, marking sea and sand;
[C]smiling very peacefully,
[Am]we began to notice that we could be free,
C G F (and some chord swifts I dont know)
and we moved together
[F]to the [E]West.
West is where all days will someday end;
where the colours turn from grey to gold,
and you can be with the friends.
And light flakes the golden clouds above:
West is Mike and Susie,
West is where I love.
There we shall spend the final days of our lives...
tell the same old stories: well, at least we tried.
So into the West, smiles on our faces, we'll go;
oh! yes, and our apologies to those
who'll never really know the Way.
We're refugees, walking away from the life that we've known
and loved...
nothing to do nor say, nowhere to stay; now we are alone.
We're refugees, carrying all we own in brown bags,
tied up with string...
nothing to think, it doesn't mean a thing, but we'll be happy
on our own.
West is Mike and Susie;
West is Mike and Susie;
West is where I love,
West is refugees' home.
Have fun!
Peace,
Ofir
ofirz1@ccsg.tau.ac.il
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