notes Em
we’ll be together
D
now and forever
Em D
like the sea and the earth and the sky
Em
yes we’ll live forever
D
always together
Em D Em
my golden-haired lady and I
Em D Em
gulls cry above us
here on the hillside
smell the sea spray in the air
we walk hand in hand
through gentle green grasses
the sun glinting gold in your hair chorus
like waves of the sea
that will never give over
their flowing forever to shore
there’s room in two hearts
who’ve found one another
for loving to flow evermore chorus
we’ve nowhere to go
our whole lives to get there
and never to walk alone
fill me with joy
and I’ll fill you with laughter,
golden-haired lady, my own chorus, then
my golden-haired lady and I (x3)
Another 6-minute wonder (that is, about 6 minutes to write.) I spent 5 of them searching in vain for one more word that rhymes with dreams, then rearranged it so I didn’t have to.
When the subject is my Best Beloved, it just isn’t that hard. I’ll never know if they’re any good because I don’t care as long as they make her smile.
capo 4 A 1-5-4
The music begins You take my hand
Every step Carefully planned
Move round the floor Floating, it seems
Dancing with you In my favorite dreams
A walk on the beach Holding your hand
Sun in your hair Toes in the sand
Out on the waves Sunset gleams
Walking with you In my favorite dreams
My favorite dreams Come true every day
They all start with you And end the same way
In beautiful colors Or shades of grey
My favorite dreams Come true every day
I’m older than dirt You’re not far behind
But I love you for more Than your beautiful mind
Sitting together My heart still steams
Holding you close In my favorite dreams chorus
Am
water wears away the stone G
endless flowing flowing on and on Am
river wears it to the bone G
stone wears the water when it’s gone
Am there’s a sun up in the sky G
yeah a sun up in the sky E water wears the stone
wears it to the bone Am E but there’s a sun up in the sky
salty simmer underneath the lid
bubbles over every now and then
kitchen smells of things that can’t be hid
two fists open up and count to ten there’s a sun up in the sky
yeah a sun up in the sky
leaking from the lid
things that can’t be hid
but there’s a sun up in the sky
greyest cloud is water and dust
beyond the cloud the sky is always blue
all the trees and plants and flowers trust
colors of the rainbow are all true there’s a sun up in the sky
yeah a sun up in the sky
people made of dust
can be so hard to trust
but there’s a sun up in the sky
repeat verse 1 and chorus
When writing about deep emotional trauma inflicted by those we should have been able to trust it helps to keep abstracting until there are no emotion words left, only the images they evoked.
A few years ago, memories of some childhood trauma surfaced and messed me up for a while.
hot rod stick click capo 3, come in on ‘hope’
I hope that you like pancakes and I hope that you like eggs cause I kinda like your big blue eyes and I know I like your legs
there’s method to this madness and hunger in my plan
I wanna fix you breakfast every morning if I can
do you like bacon? cause I like bacon
I hope that you like coffee cause I do
I hope you wake up hungry every morning just like me
cause I wake up hungry every day for you
crispy waffles or fried potatoes
either one’s a winner picking one and you sorta lose
maybe we can find a way to mix ’em both together
our famous tater waffles will mean no one has to choose chorus
I’ve got this recipe for brussel sprouts
now hang on, hang on, hang on, just hear me out
cut ’em up and blanch ’em quick towel ’em off a bit
fry ’em up in bacon grease and crunch away your doubt chorus
beer is not traditionally a breakfast food
but you know what Emerson said about little minds
quesadilla with two fried eggs homemade salsa and lime
shot of tequila and a beer it works all kinds chorus
Hillbilly marriage proposal.
Yes. The answer is yes.
bass notes
D A D A G D G D
I hope that you like pancakes and I hope that you like eggs A E A E D A A E
cause I kinda like your big blue eyes and I know I like your legs D A D A G D G D
there’s method to this madness and hunger in my plan A E A E A E A [hold]
I wanna fix you breakfast every morning if I can
D A D A G D G D
do you like bacon? ‘cause I like bacon A E A E D A A E
I hope that you like coffee cause I do D A D A G D G D
I hope you wake up hungry every morning just like me A E A E D A D A
cause I wake up hungry every day for you
crispy waffles or fried potatoes
either one’s a winner picking one and you sorta lose
maybe we can find a way to mix ’em both together
our famous tater waffles will mean no one has to choose
chorus
I’ve got this recipe for brussel sprouts
now hang on, hang on, hang on just hear me out
cut ’em up and blanch ’em quick towel ’em off a bit
fry ’em up in bacon grease and crunch away your doubt
chorus
beer is not really a breakfast food
but you know what Emerson said about little minds
quesadilla with two fried eggs homemade salsa and lime
shot of tequila and a beer it works all kinds
chorus, then A E A E D [pause] A D cause I wake up hungry every day for you
C
old men have had the time to think about tomorrow
old men know what it’s like to wonder how it ends
stick around too long
everyone you knew is gone
old men feel the hole left by so many friends
old men have had the time to think about what truth is
old men know what it’s like to wonder what to say
they’d like to fix up all the hurt
before they get low in the dirt
old men feel tomorrow creeping into yesterday
and someday when I’m old
I’ll think of all the lies I’ve told
and maybe let go of all the things an old man didn’t know
old men have had the time to think about forgiveness
old men know what it’s like to learn to live alone
they didn’t plan to find
the path that’s now behind
old men feel the thorns of every seed they’ve ever sown
capo 3
Leaving Maricopa in a cloud of dust
Ain’t nobody back there gonna follow us
They can stay right there ’cause we ain’t done nothin’ wrong And we’ll be in Albuquerque by the time they know we’re gone
Leaving Maricopa in a borrowed car
I know we said we wouldn’t have to go that far She’ll be busy hanging out with her friends down at the salon
And we’ll be in Albuquerque by the time they know we’re gone
Leaving Maricopa at the speed of night
Had to take the car, couldn’t catch a flight
Heading east on 40 face-first into the dawn And we’ll be in Albuquerque by the time they know we’re gone
We’ll go to Babylon
Maybe the Amazon
We’ll run this marathon
Up to Saskatchewan
Maybe we’ll go to St. Louis and see that big mastodon ’cause we’ll be in Albuquerque by the time they know we’re gone
Leaving Maricopa in a cloud of dust
Smelling like grease and looking like rust
Tomorrow I’ll be dressed up in silk and you’ll be in chiffon And we’ll be in Albuquerque by the time they know we’re gone
bass notes
T-C P-F low #17 / RH C-T P-G organ #12 vol 2 above mid C
intro Cx8
C
Leaving Maricopa in a cloud of dust
Ain’t nobody back there gonna follow us F C
They can stay right there ’cause we ain’t done nothin’ wrong G C
And we’ll be in Albuquerque by the time they know we’re gone
Leaving Maricopa in a borrowed car
I know we said we wouldn’t have to go that far
But she’ll be busy hanging out with her friends down at the salon
And we’ll be in Albuquerque by the time they know we’re gone
Leaving Maricopa at the speed of night
Had to take the car, couldn’t catch a flight
Heading east on 40 face-first into the dawn
And we’ll be in Albuquerque by the time they know we’re gone
bump; no RH C
We’ll go to Babylon C
Maybe the Amazon C
We’ll run this marathon C
Up to Saskatchewan play normal, with RH F x4 C x4
Maybe we’ll go to St. Louis and see that big mastodon G x4 C x4
And we’ll be in Albuquerque by the time they know we’re gone
Leaving Maricopa in a cloud of dust
Smelling like grease and looking like rust
Tomorrow I’ll be dressed up in silk and you’ll be in chiffon
And we’ll be in Albuquerque by the time they know we’re gone
C x8 F x4 C x4
Leaving Maricopa x8 G x4 C x4
And we’ll be in Albuquerque by the time they know we’re gone
I remember a hillside
Watching white clouds rolling by
As I lay on the hillside
I was dreaming of you and I
All of my mem’ries surround you
As I lay on the ground you were always there
Mem’ries flow all around you
I’m so glad I found you and the life we share
Summer days in the country
Glimpsing wonder now and then
Let’s go back to the country
And fall under its spell again
chorus [love]
Breezes blow through my mem’ry
With a fragrance of the past
Mem’ries of those afternoons
Dreaming of you as I lay in the grass
I remember a hillside
Watching white clouds rolling by
As I lay on the hillside
I was dreaming of you and I
chorus
repeating guitar parts
part 1 is the riff part 2 is the verse and chorus
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bass notes
Fiona sings intro: come in on 2nd time — walkup CDE
F E D C
I remember a hillside Bb C F CDE
Watching white clouds rolling by
As I lay on the hillside
I was dreaming of you and I
All of my memories surround you
As I lay on the ground you were always there
Memories flow all around you
I’m so glad I found you and the life we share
Summer days in the country
Glimpsing wonder now and then
Let’s go back to the country
And fall under its spell again
chorus
[instrumental (2x) last time F 2x]
[pause]
Breezes blow through my memory
With a fragrance of the past
Memories of those afternoons
Dreaming of you as I lay in the grass
[CDE walkup]
I remember a hillside
Watching white clouds rolling by
As I lay on the hillside
I was dreaming of you and I
A DM7 [x00222] C6 [000010]
earl grey and marmalade toast
drive up the coast see where it ends
wearing our marmelade coats
sharing some notes with a few friends
we build a crackling fire
funeral pyre see where it ends
we fill the sunset with stars
we spend the hours with a few friends
misty wet mountains the ocean below
staring at stars in our sky
misty wet mountains will stay when we go
staring at stars in the sky
slip through the mist like a ghost
marmalade coast with a few friends
we build a funeral pyre
slip down the wire see where it ends chorus
earl grey and marmalade toast
drive up the coast see where it ends
wearing our marmelade coats
sharing some notes with a few friends chorus
drive up the marmalade coast
with a few friends see where it ends
