Toast Tori Amos
I wouldn't say this is by any means correct, but it's a sketch of how I play it
off which you can base your own interpretation.
[A]I thought it was[C#m] Easter time
the way the [E]light rose
rose that [D]morning
[A]Lately you've been o[C#m]n my mind
You show[E]ed me the rope
ropes to[D] climb
[A]over mountains
and to p[E]ull myself
out of a l[D]andslide
of a lan[E]dslide
I thought it was harvest time
You always loved the smell of wood burning
She with her honey hair
Dalhousie Castle
she would meet you there
In the winter
Butter yellow
The flames you stirred
Yes, you could stir
[A]I raise a glass
Make a t[E]oast
A [D]toast in your [A]honor
[A]I hear your laugh
and [E]beg me not to d[D]ance
on your [A]right st[E]anding by
is [D]Mr. Bojangles
With a t[A]oast he's t[E]elling me it's t[D]ime
to raise a glass
make a toast A toast in your honor
I hear you laugh and beg me not to dance
'cause on your right standing by
is Mr.Bojangles
with a toast he's telling me it's time
To [E]let you go Le[D]t you go
I thought I'd see you again.
You say you might do
Maybe in a carving
in a cathedral
Somewhere in Barcelona.
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