Chords for Grateful Dead - Eyes of the World (Studio Version)
Tempo:
106.65 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
C
G
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Key:
A
E
C
G
Bm
A
E
C
[E] .
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[C#m] [E] Right outside [A] the lazy [E] summer, [Bm] .
[A] [E] you ain't got time [A] to party, so [E] pretty.
[Bm] .
[A] Right [C#m] outside the lazy [B] beat of winter's time.
[A] .
[C#m] Walking with [B] a nut patch in your [D] hand, wings [A] flying, [E] just for [A] you.
[E] [A] .
[C] [G] Wake up to find [C] out that you are [Am] the [G] eyes of the world.
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[C] [G] Your heart has its [C] peaches, its almonds, and thoughts [G] of its own.
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[C] [G] [D] Wake now, [C] discover that you are the soul that the [G] world can [C] praise.
[G] The heart has its [Em].
[C] seasons, its evenings, and [D] songs of its own.
[Bm] [A] [E] .
[Bm] .
[E] [C#m] .
[E] [Bm] .
[E] Songs of dream [A] of peace, love, and [E] faith.
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[Bm] [A] [E] That follows, quaking, [A] the chime of the time [E] of day.
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[Bm] [A] The seeds that were [F#m].
siloed all [C#m] burst into bloom [B] and decay.
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[A] [E] The night comes so quiet, [A] it's close from the wheels [E] of its fate.
[A] [C] [G] Wake up to find [C] out that you are the eyes of [G] the world.
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[C] [G] Your heart has [C] its peaches, its almonds, and thoughts [G] of its own.
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[C] [D] Wake now, [C] discover that you are the [G] soul that the world can [C] praise.
The [G] heart has its [C] seasons, its evenings, and songs of [D] its own.
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[Bm] [A] [E] .
[C#m] [Bm] .
[A] [E] .
[Bm] .
[A] [E] Sometimes we live [A] not together, but [E] apart.
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[Bm] [A] [E] Sometimes we visit [A] the children [E] from afar.
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[Bm] [A] Sometimes we [F#m] ride a [C#m] horse, [B] sometimes [A] all alone.
[E] Sometimes the songs [A] I hear are the [E] songs of my heart.
[A] [C] [G] Wake up to find [C] out that you are the [G] eyes of the world.
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[C] [G] Your heart has its [C] peaches, its almonds, and [G] thoughts of its own.
.
[C] [A] [D] Wake now, discover [C] that you are the soul that the world [G] can [C] praise.
[G] The heart has its [C] seasons, its evenings, and [D] songs of its own.
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[Bm] [A] [E] .
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[G#m] [A] .
[E] [A] [E] [A] .
[E] [A] [E] [A] .
[E] [A] [E] [F#m] .
[E] [A] [E] [A] [E] .
[A] [E] [A] [E] .
[A] [E] .
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[C#m] [E] Right outside [A] the lazy [E] summer, [Bm] .
[A] [E] you ain't got time [A] to party, so [E] pretty.
[Bm] .
[A] Right [C#m] outside the lazy [B] beat of winter's time.
[A] .
[C#m] Walking with [B] a nut patch in your [D] hand, wings [A] flying, [E] just for [A] you.
[E] [A] .
[C] [G] Wake up to find [C] out that you are [Am] the [G] eyes of the world.
.
[C] [G] Your heart has its [C] peaches, its almonds, and thoughts [G] of its own.
.
[C] [G] [D] Wake now, [C] discover that you are the soul that the [G] world can [C] praise.
[G] The heart has its [Em].
[C] seasons, its evenings, and [D] songs of its own.
[Bm] [A] [E] .
[Bm] .
[E] [C#m] .
[E] [Bm] .
[E] Songs of dream [A] of peace, love, and [E] faith.
.
[Bm] [A] [E] That follows, quaking, [A] the chime of the time [E] of day.
.
[Bm] [A] The seeds that were [F#m].
siloed all [C#m] burst into bloom [B] and decay.
.
[A] [E] The night comes so quiet, [A] it's close from the wheels [E] of its fate.
[A] [C] [G] Wake up to find [C] out that you are the eyes of [G] the world.
.
[C] [G] Your heart has [C] its peaches, its almonds, and thoughts [G] of its own.
.
[C] [D] Wake now, [C] discover that you are the [G] soul that the world can [C] praise.
The [G] heart has its [C] seasons, its evenings, and songs of [D] its own.
.
[Bm] [A] [E] .
[C#m] [Bm] .
[A] [E] .
[Bm] .
[A] [E] Sometimes we live [A] not together, but [E] apart.
.
[Bm] [A] [E] Sometimes we visit [A] the children [E] from afar.
.
[Bm] [A] Sometimes we [F#m] ride a [C#m] horse, [B] sometimes [A] all alone.
[E] Sometimes the songs [A] I hear are the [E] songs of my heart.
[A] [C] [G] Wake up to find [C] out that you are the [G] eyes of the world.
.
[C] [G] Your heart has its [C] peaches, its almonds, and [G] thoughts of its own.
.
[C] [A] [D] Wake now, discover [C] that you are the soul that the world [G] can [C] praise.
[G] The heart has its [C] seasons, its evenings, and [D] songs of its own.
.
[Bm] [A] [E] .
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[G#m] [A] .
[E] [A] [E] [A] .
[E] [A] [E] [A] .
[E] [A] [E] [F#m] .
[E] [A] [E] [A] [E] .
[A] [E] [A] [E] .
[A] [E] .
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