Plea for a Good Night's Rest Devon Sproule
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Capo 8th
There are th[C]ick stars up above
Where the t[Am]rees part themselves
[Em]Thick dust among many
[G]Corks lined up on the shelf
And bat[C]s in the attic we s[Am]hare, we shar[Em]e[G]
There is smok[C]e to kill mosquitoes
Waiting just[Am] above to drink our blood
And gas[Em] in a lamp that we light
When the sun goes do[G]wn
My love wakes sha[C]king with nightmar[Am]e
And the night a[Em]ir pulls in close aroun[G]d
Come reven[Am]ant, come, come ye gentle [F]host,
To my patient [C]hip and across our sleeping [G]coasts.
Lay down your [Am]mantle, shot through with [F]gold,
That we may lie a[C]gain, here in sweet re[G]pose.
[C]Rest your arms down around the [Am]oars now
And hear how the [Em]night continues on alive and [G]well.
When how [C]rare the bird, how still the [Am]wind!
And we still with[Em]in it sigh and shift and [G]turn,
saying,
[C]Sleep she comes to steal the ones who
[Am]Fill their glass and leave the rest,
Whose [Em]teeth get brushed, who eat enough,
And who know [G]how to treat their friends.
[C]How long this night se[Am]ems with
No sign of a b[Em]right dream to guide us toward the [G]day,
[Am]....to guide us toward the [G]day.
Come revena[Am]nt, come, come ye gentle [F]host.
To my patient [C]hip and across our sleeping c[G]oasts.
Lay down your [Am]mantle, shot through with [F]gold,
That we may lie aga[C]in, here in sweet repo[G]se, ah sw[Am]eet.
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