Grateful Dead - Cassidy, аккорды

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I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream.                       
 
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I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream                             
 
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Ah, child of countless trees.                                                    
 
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Ah, child of boundless seas                                                      
 
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What you are; what you're meant to be                                            
 
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Speaks his name, though you were born to me                                      
 
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Born to me, Cassidy
                                 
Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac  
I can tell by the way you smile, 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.                                                             
 
 
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Quick beats in an icy heart                                                      
 
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Catch-colt draws a coffin cart                                                   
 
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There he goes and how here she starts                                            
 
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Hear her cry                                                                     
 
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        Flight of the sea-birds                                                          
 
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        Scattered like the lost words                                                    
 
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Wheel to the storm and fly 
 
Bridge: 
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Faring thee well, now  let your life proceed by it's own design                  
 
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Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm done with mine.                 
 
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Faring thee well now, let you life proceed by it's own design                                                                 
 
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Faring the well now, let the words be yours I'm done with mine  
                                            
Song ends with a jam in 
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