Ab Eb Db Sending the first scouts overAb Eb Db Back from the place beyond the dawn:Ab Eb Db Horse, bear your broken soldierAb Eb Db Eyes frozen wide at what went onAb Eb Db And Time, in our camp, is movingAb Eb Db As you’d anticipate it toAb Eb Db But what is this sample proving?Ab Eb Bb Db Anecdotes cannot say what Time may doDb Fm Eb Ab Eb Db C G Am GC Bb Ab G I kid with Rufus Night-jarFm Ab When our men are all asleep:C Bb Ab G It ain’t about how rare you areFm Ab But how hard you are to seeEb Ab Db Take, you and me—F C “When are you from?” said heAm G In our blind of winter leavesF#m G As we sighted out their fliersF#m G In the greyscale of the nightF#m G And fumbled on the bare groundF#m G To bury round landminesA F# Bm C D Bb While the deeeeeew lay down and driedD Bb D Bb CC Bb Ab G We signal Private PoorwillFm Ab When morning starts to loom:C Bb Ab G “Pull up from your dive!” till,Fm Ab Eb Ab Db We hear the telltale boom too soon, hotdogging loon,F C Am G caught there Like a shard of mirror in the moon!F#m G Now they’ve stopped giving ordersF#m G But I follow anywayF#m G Laying in our state of torporF#m G Waiting out the dayA F# Bm C D Bb While the deeeeeew burns awayD Bb D Bb Ab GFm Eb Bb Db Rushing, tearing, speeding home:Fm Eb Bb Db Bound to a wheel that is not my ownFm Eb Bb Db Where round every bend I long to seeFm Eb Bb Db Temporal infidelityFm Eb Bb Db All along the road, the lights stream byFm Eb Bb Db I want to go where the dew won’t dryFm Eb Bb Db I want to go where the light won’t bend—Fm Eb Bb Db Far as the eye may reach—nor endFm Eb Bb Db But, inasmuch as that light is loanedFm Eb Bb Db And, insofar as we’ve borrowed bonesFm Eb Bb Db Must every debt now be repaidFm Eb Bb Db In star-spotted, sickle-winged night raidsFm Eb Bb Db While we sing to the garden, and we sing to the starsFm Eb Bb Db And we sing in the meantime wherever you are?Fm Eb Bb Db In the folds and the branches somewhere out thereFm Eb Bb Db I was only just born into open airFm Eb Bb Db Now hush, little babe, you don’t want to beFm Eb Bb Db Down in the trenches remembering with meAb Eb Db Where you will not mark my leavingAb Eb Db And you will not hear my parting songAb Eb Db Nor is there cause for grievingAb Eb Bb Nor is there cause for carrying onAb Eb Db And daughter, when you are ableAb Eb Db Come down and join! The kettle’s onAb Eb Db And your family’s round the tableAb Eb Bb Db Will you come down, before the sun is gone?Db Fm Eb Ab Eb Db C G Am G F#m G (x4)A F# Bm CD Bb D Bb D Bb
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