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Tuning DGCFad
G Cmaj7
I lit my purest candle close to my
G Cmaj7
Window, hoping it would catch the eye
G Cmaj7
Of any vagabond who passed it by,
Am C G
And I waited in my fleeting house
G
Cmaj7
Before he came I felt
him drawing near;
G
Cmaj7
As he neared I felt
the ancient fear
G
Cmaj7
That he had come to
wound my door and jeer,
Am
C G
And I waited in my fleeting
house
D
C Bm Cmaj7
"Tell me stories," I
called to the Hobo;
D
C Bm Cmaj7
"Stories of cold," I
smiled at the Hobo;
D
C Bm Cmaj7
"Stories of old," I
knelt to the Hobo;
Am
C G
And he stood before
my fleeting house
G
Cmaj7
"No," said the Hobo,
"No more tales of time;
G
Cmaj7
Don't ask me now to
wash away the grime;
G
Cmaj7
I can't come in 'cause
it's too high a climb,"
Am
C G
And he walked away from
my fleeting house
D
C Bm Cmaj7
"Then you be damned!"
I screamed to the Hobo;
D
C Bm Cmaj7
"Leave me alone," I
wept to the Hobo;
D
C Bm Cmaj7
"Turn into stone," I
knelt to the Hobo;
Am
C G
And he walked away from
my fleeting house
D C Bm Cmaj7