Re: REQ: TABCRDLYR to Cassidy

F Bb I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream, F Bb I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream Fm7 Bbm Fm7 Bbm Ah, child of countless trees, ah, child of boundless seas Gm Bb What you are, what you're meant to be Gm Bb F Speaks his name though you were born to me, born to me, Cassidy. 2. Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac, I can tell by the way you smile he is rolling back Come wash the nighttime clean, come grow the scorched ground green Blow the horn and tap the tambourine, Close the gap on the dark years in between you and me, Cassidy. Bb F Bb F Quick beats of an icy heart, catch colt(?) draws a coffin cart Bb F C There he goes and now here she starts, hear her cry Gm7 F C Flight of the seabirds, Gm7 F C Scattered like lost words C Bb F Wheel to the storm and fly (Go through the verse chords again) [2x]: F Bb Faring the well now, let your life proceed by its own design F Bb Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours I'm done with mine Finally, go back to the "flight of the seabirds" bit and end on "fly" That, more or less, is it. Good luck. Alec -- "Perhaps the only true dignity of man is his capacity to despise himself." ---George Santayana, _The Ethics of Spinoza_ To: guitar <guitar@nevada.edu> CASSIDY- The Grateful Dead E A I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream E A I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream Em Am Ah, child of countless trees Em Am Ah, child of boundless seas F#m/G# Am What you are, what you're meant to be F#m/G# A Speaks his name, though you were born to me A E Born to me, Cassidy Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac I can tell by the way you smiled, he is rolling back Come wash the nightime clean Come grow the scorched ground green Blow the horn, tap the tambourine Close the gap of the dark years in between You and me, cassidy BRIDGE: A E Quick beats in an icy heart A E Catch-colt draws a coffin cart A E There he goes and now here she starts B Hear her cry F#m7 E B (Do do do) Flight of the seabird F#m7 E B (Do do do) Scattered like the lost words F#m7 E B E (Do do do) Wheel to the storm and fly E A Fare thee well, now let your life proceed by it's own design E A Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm done with mine (repeat) NOTE: This is ripped off of a previous posting, but I prefer this key. (from Ace by Bob Weir, 1972) (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)