Cassidy Grateful Dead
Cassidy
Weir/Barlow
I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream.
[F]I can tell by the mark he left you were in his drea[Bb]m
[F]Ah, child of countless trees. [Bb]
[Fm7]Ah, chile of boundless se[Bbm]as
[Fm7]What you are; what you'[Bbm]re meant to be
[Gm(add] [A)] [Bb]
Speaks his name, though you were born to me
[Gm(Add]Born to[A)] me, cassidy [Bb]
[F]
(Music is same for 2nd verse)
Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac
I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back
Come wash the nightime clean.
Come grow the scorched ground green.
Blow the horn, tap the tambourine.
Close the gap of the dark years in between
You and me, cassidy.
Quick beats in an icy heart
[Bb]Catch-colt draws a [F]coffin cart
[Bb]There he goes and h[F]ow here she starts
[Bb]Hear her cry [F]
[C]Flight of the[Gm7] sea[F]-birds
[C]Scattered like the lost [Gm7]words [F]
[C]Wheel to the storm and fly [Gm7] [F]
[C]Faring thee well[Bb], now le[F]t your life proceed by it's own design
[F]Nothing to tell now, let the words be your[Bb]s, I'm done with mine.
[F]Faring thee well [Bb]
Song ends with a jam in F
[F]I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver [Bb]stream,
[F]I can tell by the mark he left you were in his [Bb]dream
[Fm7]Ah, child of countless t[Bbm]rees, [Fm7]ah, child of boundless [Bbm]seas
[Gm]What you are, what you're meant to [Bb]be
[Gm]Speaks his name though you were born to [Bb]me, born to me, Cassid[F]y.
2. Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac,
I can tell by the way you smile he is rolling back
Come wash the nighttime clean, come grow the scorched ground green
Blow the horn and tap the tambourine,
Close the gap on the dark years in between you and me, Cassidy.
[Bb]Quick beats of an [F]icy heart, [Bb]catch colt(?) draws a [F]coffin cart
[Bb]There he goes and now [F]here she starts, hear her [C]cry
[Gm7] [F] [C] Flight of the seabirds,
[Gm7] [F] [C] Scattered like lost words
[C]Wheel to the stor[Bb]m and f[F]ly
(Go through the verse chords again)
(2x):
[F]Faring the well now, let your life proceed by its own d[Bb]esign
Nothing to [F]tell now, let the words be yours I'm done with [Bb]mine
Finally, go back to the "flight of the seabirds" bit and end on "fly"
That, more or less, is it. Good luck.
Alec
[--]"Perhaps the only true dignity of man is his capacity to despise himself."
---George Santayana, _The Ethics of Spinoza_
CASSIDY- The Grateful Dead
[E]I have seen where the wolf has slept by the si[A]lver stream
[E]I can tell by the mark he left you were in his drea[A]m
[Em]Ah, child of countless tr[Am]ees
[Em]Ah, child of boundless s[Am]eas
[F#m/Ab]What you are, what you're meant to[Am] be
[F#m/Ab]Speaks his name, though you were born to [A]me
[A]Born to me, Cas[E]sidy
Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac
I can tell by the way you smiled, he is rolling back
Come wash the nightime clean
Come grow the scorched ground green
Blow the horn, tap the tambourine
Close the gap of the dark years in between
You and me, cassidy
BRIDGE:
[A]Quick beats in an i[E]cy heart
[A]Catch-colt draws a [E]coffin cart
[A]There he goes and now h[E]ere she starts
Hear her c[B]ry
[F#m7](Do d[E]o d[B]o) Flight of the seabird
[F#m7](Do d[E]o d[B]o) Scattered like the lost words
[F#m7](Do d[E]o d[B]o) Wheel to the storm and f[E]ly
F[E]are thee well, now let your life proceed by it's own de[A]sign
[E]Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm d[A]one with mine
(repeat)
NOTE: This is ripped off of a previous posting, but I prefer this
key.
(from Ace by Bob Weir, 1972)
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