intro : strum F Dm F Dm F so on , the lick sort of just comes naturally
G Dm Am G F
let my inspiration flow in token rhyme , suggesting rhythm ,
F C F C C F G C Dm7
that will not forsake me , till my tale is told and done .
G Dm Am G
while the firelights aglow , strange shadows from the flames will
F
grow ,
F C F
till things weve never seen will seem familiar .
same pattern for the following verses :
shadows of a sailor , forming winds both foul and fair all swarm .
down in carlisle , he loved a lady many years ago .
here beside him stands a man , a soldier from the looks of him ,
who came through many fights , but lost at love .
while the storyteller speaks , a door within the fire creaks;
suddenly flies open , and a girl is standing there .
eyes alight , with glowing hair , all that fancy paints as fair ,
she takes her fan and throws it , in the lions den .
which of you to gain me , tell , will risk uncertain pains of hell?
i will not forgive you if you will not take the chance .
the sailor gave at least a try , the soldier being much too wise ,
strategy was his strength , and not disaster .
heres the solo . sorry , scratch that . please , will somebody tab the solo?
the sailor , coming out again , the lady fairly leapt at him .
thats how it stands today . you decide if he was wise .
the storyteller makes no choice . soon you will not hear his voice .
his job is to shed light , and not to master .
interlude ( thingy ) goes F for a while , Cmaj7 for a while , C7 , then :
F Dm C7 C
since the end is never told , we pay the teller off in gold ,
F Dm E
in hopes he will return , but he cannot be bought or sold .
then :
E A D E A
inspiration , move me brightly . light the song with sense and color;
A E A E
hold away despair , more than this i will not ask .
E F#m A D C#m Bm E A
faced with mysteries dark and vast , statements just seem vain
D C#m Bm
at last .
A Bm A Bm A Bm A
some rise , some fall , some climb , to get to terrapin .
E A E F#m A D C#m Bm
counting stars by candlelight , all are dim but one is bright;
E A D E
the spiral light of venus , rising first and shining best ,
E A E F#m A D C#m Bm
on , from the northwest corner , of a brand new crescent moon ,
E A D A E
while crickets and cicadas sing , a rare and different tune ,
E B A
terrapin station .
E B E B A
in the shadow of the moon , terrapin station .
A D E
and i know well be there soon , terrapin
E
i cant figure out , terrapin , if its the end or beginning , terrapin ,
E
but the trains put its brakes on , terrapin ,
E D
and the whistle is screaming , terrapin .
intro : strum F Dm F Dm F so on , the lick sort of just comes naturally
G Dm Am G F
let my inspiration flow in token rhyme , suggesting rhythm ,
F C F C C F G C Dm7
that will not forsake me , till my tale is told and done .
G Dm Am G
while the firelights aglow , strange shadows from the flames will
F
grow ,
F C F
till things weve never seen will seem familiar .
same pattern for the following verses :
shadows of a sailor , forming winds both foul and fair all swarm .
down in carlisle , he loved a lady many years ago .
here beside him stands a man , a soldier from the looks of him ,
who came through many fights , but lost at love .
while the storyteller speaks , a door within the fire creaks;
suddenly flies open , and a girl is standing there .
eyes alight , with glowing hair , all that fancy paints as fair ,
she takes her fan and throws it , in the lions den .
which of you to gain me , tell , will risk uncertain pains of hell?
i will not forgive you if you will not take the chance .
the sailor gave at least a try , the soldier being much too wise ,
strategy was his strength , and not disaster .
heres the solo . sorry , scratch that . please , will somebody tab the solo?
the sailor , coming out again , the lady fairly leapt at him .
thats how it stands today . you decide if he was wise .
the storyteller makes no choice . soon you will not hear his voice .
his job is to shed light , and not to master .
interlude ( thingy ) goes F for a while , Cmaj7 for a while , C7 , then :
F Dm C7 C
since the end is never told , we pay the teller off in gold ,
F Dm E
in hopes he will return , but he cannot be bought or sold .
then :
E A D E A
inspiration , move me brightly . light the song with sense and color;
A E A E
hold away despair , more than this i will not ask .
E F#m A D C#m Bm E A
faced with mysteries dark and vast , statements just seem vain
D C#m Bm
at last .
A Bm A Bm A Bm A
some rise , some fall , some climb , to get to terrapin .
E A E F#m A D C#m Bm
counting stars by candlelight , all are dim but one is bright;
E A D E
the spiral light of venus , rising first and shining best ,
E A E F#m A D C#m Bm
on , from the northwest corner , of a brand new crescent moon ,
E A D A E
while crickets and cicadas sing , a rare and different tune ,
E B A
terrapin station .
E B E B A
in the shadow of the moon , terrapin station .
A D E
and i know well be there soon , terrapin
E
i cant figure out , terrapin , if its the end or beginning , terrapin ,
E
but the trains put its brakes on , terrapin ,
E D
and the whistle is screaming , terrapin .
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