A Kinder Eye Chords by Level 42
Tempo:
116.95 bpm
Chords used:
D
Gm
Bb
Ab
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C]
[Bm] [D]
[Bb] [Ab]
[Gm]
[Bb] [C]
[D]
[Bb] [Ab]
[Gm]
[Eb] [C]
[D]
[Bb] [Ab]
[Gm]
[C]
[G] [D]
[Bb] [Ab]
[Gm]
In his withered years [Gb] of [E] [D] longing,
[Gm] In his windowed room [D] of [Em] [D] light,
[Am] He laid [G] the isle upon [D] the [Am]
campbells, He brought [G] sweet memory [D] to life.
[Bb]
[Gm] His wicked beard, a brush [D] of colour,
[Gm] His spotted hands, found grace [D] and speed,
[Am] [G] He came [D] with me [Am]
to sweep [G] his floors and bring [D] his [F] tea.
[Eb] To the world he was [F] the master, His landscapes filled the gallery [Eb] halls,
Now he painted only [F] portraits, Printed upon his private walls.
[Ab] Subjects sitting, walking, [Gm] laughing, To faithful [Cm] pride or soft [F] refrain,
A thousand forms and colours, [Dm] But every face the same.
[C] Across the [G] bank came [D] the [Bb] moving hand, And [Ab] history
[Gm] bleeds
[C] for a [C] kinder eye [D] to see us.
[Bb] Now as we [Ab] are, let [Gm] me breathe, Winter's night when I [D] arrived there,
[Gm] Looked so tired and [D] near the end,
[Am] And as [G] I cleaned his bench [D] and [Am] brushes,
I wished [G] I loved to be [D] like [Bb] him.
[G] [Gm] He said that art was only [D] longing,
[Gm] Trying to do what can't [D] be done.
[Am] And though [G] he'd signed a [D] fountain pen, [Am]
Still [G] he'd never [D] finished one.
[Bb]
[Eb] As I finished up [F] my sweeping, In his sleep he spoke [Eb] her name,
Painted together all [F] the potlands, Each and [F] every face [Bb] the same.
Now that [Ab] she was and made [G] no song, [Cm] Though [F] thirty times did we sing,
[Dm] As we saw this noble [C] dream.
Across [G] the bank, [Bb] the moving hand [Ab] of history [Gm] bleeds,
[C] For [F] a kinder eye [G] to see [D] us.
[Bb] Now as we [Ab] are, let [Gm] me breathe.
[Eb] [C] Across [G] the bank, [Bb] the moving hand [Ab] of history [Gm] bleeds,
[Eb] [F] For a kinder eye [D] to see us.
[Bb] Now as we [Ab] are, let [Gm] me breathe.
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[Gm]
In his withered years [Gb] of [E] [D] longing,
[Gm] In his windowed room [D] of [Em] [D] light,
[Am] He laid [G] the isle upon [D] the [Am]
campbells, He brought [G] sweet memory [D] to life.
[Bb]
[Gm] His wicked beard, a brush [D] of colour,
[Gm] His spotted hands, found grace [D] and speed,
[Am] [G] He came [D] with me [Am]
to sweep [G] his floors and bring [D] his [F] tea.
[Eb] To the world he was [F] the master, His landscapes filled the gallery [Eb] halls,
Now he painted only [F] portraits, Printed upon his private walls.
[Ab] Subjects sitting, walking, [Gm] laughing, To faithful [Cm] pride or soft [F] refrain,
A thousand forms and colours, [Dm] But every face the same.
[C] Across the [G] bank came [D] the [Bb] moving hand, And [Ab] history
[Gm] bleeds
[C] for a [C] kinder eye [D] to see us.
[Bb] Now as we [Ab] are, let [Gm] me breathe, Winter's night when I [D] arrived there,
[Gm] Looked so tired and [D] near the end,
[Am] And as [G] I cleaned his bench [D] and [Am] brushes,
I wished [G] I loved to be [D] like [Bb] him.
[G] [Gm] He said that art was only [D] longing,
[Gm] Trying to do what can't [D] be done.
[Am] And though [G] he'd signed a [D] fountain pen, [Am]
Still [G] he'd never [D] finished one.
[Bb]
[Eb] As I finished up [F] my sweeping, In his sleep he spoke [Eb] her name,
Painted together all [F] the potlands, Each and [F] every face [Bb] the same.
Now that [Ab] she was and made [G] no song, [Cm] Though [F] thirty times did we sing,
[Dm] As we saw this noble [C] dream.
Across [G] the bank, [Bb] the moving hand [Ab] of history [Gm] bleeds,
[C] For [F] a kinder eye [G] to see [D] us.
[Bb] Now as we [Ab] are, let [Gm] me breathe.
[Eb] [C] Across [G] the bank, [Bb] the moving hand [Ab] of history [Gm] bleeds,
[Eb] [F] For a kinder eye [D] to see us.
[Bb] Now as we [Ab] are, let [Gm] me breathe.
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[G] [D]
[Gm] [Ab]
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_ In his withered years [Gb] of [E] _ [D] longing, _ _
[Gm] _ In his windowed room [D] of [Em] _ [D] light, _ _
[Am] He laid [G] the isle upon [D] the _ _ [Am] _ _
campbells, He brought [G] sweet memory [D] to life.
[Bb] _ _ _
[Gm] _ His wicked beard, a brush [D] of _ colour, _ _
[Gm] _ His spotted hands, found grace [D] and speed, _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [G] He came [D] with me [Am] _ _ _
to sweep [G] his floors and bring [D] his [F] tea. _ _ _
[Eb] _ To the world he was [F] the master, His landscapes filled the gallery [Eb] halls,
Now he painted only [F] portraits, Printed upon his private walls.
[Ab] Subjects sitting, walking, [Gm] laughing, To faithful [Cm] pride or soft [F] refrain,
A thousand forms and colours, [Dm] But every face the same. _
[C] _ _ _ Across the [G] bank came [D] _ the [Bb] moving hand, And [Ab] history _
[Gm] _ _ bleeds _ _
[C] _ for a [C] kinder eye [D] to see _ us.
[Bb] Now as we [Ab] are, let [Gm] me _ _ breathe, _ _ _ Winter's night when I [D] _ _ arrived there,
[Gm] _ Looked so tired and [D] near the _ end, _ _
[Am] And as [G] I cleaned his bench [D] and _ [Am] brushes, _ _
I wished [G] I loved to be [D] like _ _ [Bb] him. _
[G] _ [Gm] He said that art was only [D] _ longing, _ _ _
[Gm] _ Trying to do what can't [D] be _ done. _ _
[Am] And though [G] he'd signed a [D] fountain pen, _ [Am] _ _ _
_ Still [G] he'd never [D] finished one.
_ [Bb] _ _ _
[Eb] _ As I finished up [F] my sweeping, In his sleep he spoke [Eb] her name,
Painted together all [F] the potlands, Each and [F] every face [Bb] the same.
Now that [Ab] she was and made [G] no song, [Cm] Though [F] thirty times did we sing,
[Dm] As we saw this noble _ _ [C] dream.
_ _ Across [G] the bank, _ _ _ [Bb] the moving hand [Ab] of history [Gm] _ _ _ bleeds,
[C] For _ [F] a kinder eye [G] to see _ [D] us.
[Bb] Now as we [Ab] are, let [Gm] me _ breathe. _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [C] Across [G] the bank, _ _ _ [Bb] the moving hand [Ab] of history [Gm] _ _ _ bleeds, _
[Eb] _ _ [F] For a kinder eye [D] to see _ us.
[Bb] Now as we [Ab] are, let [Gm] me breathe. _ _ _
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_ In his withered years [Gb] of [E] _ [D] longing, _ _
[Gm] _ In his windowed room [D] of [Em] _ [D] light, _ _
[Am] He laid [G] the isle upon [D] the _ _ [Am] _ _
campbells, He brought [G] sweet memory [D] to life.
[Bb] _ _ _
[Gm] _ His wicked beard, a brush [D] of _ colour, _ _
[Gm] _ His spotted hands, found grace [D] and speed, _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [G] He came [D] with me [Am] _ _ _
to sweep [G] his floors and bring [D] his [F] tea. _ _ _
[Eb] _ To the world he was [F] the master, His landscapes filled the gallery [Eb] halls,
Now he painted only [F] portraits, Printed upon his private walls.
[Ab] Subjects sitting, walking, [Gm] laughing, To faithful [Cm] pride or soft [F] refrain,
A thousand forms and colours, [Dm] But every face the same. _
[C] _ _ _ Across the [G] bank came [D] _ the [Bb] moving hand, And [Ab] history _
[Gm] _ _ bleeds _ _
[C] _ for a [C] kinder eye [D] to see _ us.
[Bb] Now as we [Ab] are, let [Gm] me _ _ breathe, _ _ _ Winter's night when I [D] _ _ arrived there,
[Gm] _ Looked so tired and [D] near the _ end, _ _
[Am] And as [G] I cleaned his bench [D] and _ [Am] brushes, _ _
I wished [G] I loved to be [D] like _ _ [Bb] him. _
[G] _ [Gm] He said that art was only [D] _ longing, _ _ _
[Gm] _ Trying to do what can't [D] be _ done. _ _
[Am] And though [G] he'd signed a [D] fountain pen, _ [Am] _ _ _
_ Still [G] he'd never [D] finished one.
_ [Bb] _ _ _
[Eb] _ As I finished up [F] my sweeping, In his sleep he spoke [Eb] her name,
Painted together all [F] the potlands, Each and [F] every face [Bb] the same.
Now that [Ab] she was and made [G] no song, [Cm] Though [F] thirty times did we sing,
[Dm] As we saw this noble _ _ [C] dream.
_ _ Across [G] the bank, _ _ _ [Bb] the moving hand [Ab] of history [Gm] _ _ _ bleeds,
[C] For _ [F] a kinder eye [G] to see _ [D] us.
[Bb] Now as we [Ab] are, let [Gm] me _ breathe. _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [C] Across [G] the bank, _ _ _ [Bb] the moving hand [Ab] of history [Gm] _ _ _ bleeds, _
[Eb] _ _ [F] For a kinder eye [D] to see _ us.
[Bb] Now as we [Ab] are, let [Gm] me breathe. _ _ _
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