Morningside (Live At The Greek Theatre, Los Angeles/1972) Chords
Tempo:
124 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
A
F#
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
This is a fantasy, [A]
pure [G] fantasy.
It's a dream.
[C#] It's a dream about an old man who dies alone,
[D]
[A] leaves a gift behind.
And it is a fantasy.
[B]
[E]
Morning [B]
sight, the [E] old man died,
and no one cried.
[B] They simply turned [E] away,
[G#m] [A] and when he died,
he left a table [E] made of nails and pride.
And with his hands he carved [B] these words in the sight
[E] for my children.
[A] [B] Morning light,
[E] morning bright,
[B] I spent the night with
[E] dreams that make you weep.
[A] Morning time, wash away the sadness from [E] these eyes of mine,
for I recall the words [B] an old man signed for
[F#] my [E] children.
[A] And the legs were shaped with his hands,
[E] and the top made of oak and wood.
[B] And all of the children that gathered [B] around this great table
touched it with their [F#] laughter.
[E]
Ah, and it was good.
[F#] [B] Morning sight,
[E] an old man died,
[B] and no one cried.
He surely died [E] alone.
[A] The truth is sad,
for not a child would claim [E] the gift he had.
The words he carved became [B] his epitaph
[E] for my children.
[B] Home,
[E] home,
[B] home,
[E]
home.
[B]
[N]
[N]
This is a fantasy, [A]
pure [G] fantasy.
It's a dream.
[C#] It's a dream about an old man who dies alone,
[D]
[A] leaves a gift behind.
And it is a fantasy.
[B]
[E]
Morning [B]
sight, the [E] old man died,
and no one cried.
[B] They simply turned [E] away,
[G#m] [A] and when he died,
he left a table [E] made of nails and pride.
And with his hands he carved [B] these words in the sight
[E] for my children.
[A] [B] Morning light,
[E] morning bright,
[B] I spent the night with
[E] dreams that make you weep.
[A] Morning time, wash away the sadness from [E] these eyes of mine,
for I recall the words [B] an old man signed for
[F#] my [E] children.
[A] And the legs were shaped with his hands,
[E] and the top made of oak and wood.
[B] And all of the children that gathered [B] around this great table
touched it with their [F#] laughter.
[E]
Ah, and it was good.
[F#] [B] Morning sight,
[E] an old man died,
[B] and no one cried.
He surely died [E] alone.
[A] The truth is sad,
for not a child would claim [E] the gift he had.
The words he carved became [B] his epitaph
[E] for my children.
[B] Home,
[E] home,
[B] home,
[E]
home.
[B]
[N]
[N]
Key:
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ This is a fantasy, [A] _ _
_ _ pure [G] fantasy. _ _ _
_ _ It's a dream. _ _ _
[C#] It's a dream about an old man who dies alone,
[D] _ _
_ _ _ [A] leaves a gift behind. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And it is a fantasy.
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Morning [B]
sight, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ the [E] old man died, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ and no one cried. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ They simply turned [E] away,
_ _ [G#m] [A] and when he _ died,
he _ _ _ left a table [E] made of nails and pride. _ _ _ _ _
And with his hands he carved [B] these words in the sight _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] for my children.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ [B] _ Morning light, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ morning bright, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ I spent the night _ with _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ dreams that make you _ weep.
[A] Morning time, _ _ _ _ _ wash away the sadness from [E] these eyes of mine,
_ _ _ _ _ for I recall the words [B] an old man signed for _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ my [E] children. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ And the legs were shaped with his hands, _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ and the top made of oak and wood. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ And all of the children that gathered [B] around this great table
touched it with their [F#] laughter.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
Ah, and it was good. _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _ Morning sight, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ an old man died, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] and no one cried.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ He surely died [E] alone.
_ [A] The truth is sad,
_ _ _ _ _ for not a child would claim [E] the gift he had.
_ _ _ _ The words he carved became [B] his _ epitaph _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] for my children. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] Home, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ home,
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ home,
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
home. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ This is a fantasy, [A] _ _
_ _ pure [G] fantasy. _ _ _
_ _ It's a dream. _ _ _
[C#] It's a dream about an old man who dies alone,
[D] _ _
_ _ _ [A] leaves a gift behind. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And it is a fantasy.
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Morning [B]
sight, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ the [E] old man died, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ and no one cried. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ They simply turned [E] away,
_ _ [G#m] [A] and when he _ died,
he _ _ _ left a table [E] made of nails and pride. _ _ _ _ _
And with his hands he carved [B] these words in the sight _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] for my children.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ [B] _ Morning light, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ morning bright, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ I spent the night _ with _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ dreams that make you _ weep.
[A] Morning time, _ _ _ _ _ wash away the sadness from [E] these eyes of mine,
_ _ _ _ _ for I recall the words [B] an old man signed for _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ my [E] children. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ And the legs were shaped with his hands, _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ and the top made of oak and wood. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ And all of the children that gathered [B] around this great table
touched it with their [F#] laughter.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
Ah, and it was good. _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _ Morning sight, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ an old man died, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] and no one cried.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ He surely died [E] alone.
_ [A] The truth is sad,
_ _ _ _ _ for not a child would claim [E] the gift he had.
_ _ _ _ The words he carved became [B] his _ epitaph _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] for my children. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] Home, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ home,
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ home,
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
home. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _