Chord Gethsemane by Richard Thompson

gethsemane D F C G D among the headstones you played as boys F C G D crypts and tombs like a roomful of toys F C G D F C G D just up the river from the smoke and the noise , gethsemane F C G D and theres war - whoops and secret signs in the trees F C G D estuary smells coming up on the breeze F C G D F C G o perfect endless days like these , o gethsemane A# C sailboat on the cadie , pushbike on the quay Dm Gm in your eyes theres fire , in your hand destiny F A# D o be something , be something fine! just down the river , into the noise and the smoke being daring with the staring , uncaring folk who laugh with you , laugh at you , youll never get the joke gethsemane and they broke your spirit there in the marines flushed your head down in the latrines frozen in your sacrement , derailed in your teens never saw the enemy and those bosses betrayed , soon let you go the fire in your eyes , how could they know o be something , be something fine! now youve got your own boys , hell bent for leather dead before theyre 18 , or bitter old men forever they never saw the halo moon rise over the river of gethsemane now theres a pain in your head puts lead in your shoes better get it seen to , its going to be bad news how did the perfect world get so confused , o gethsemane who sucked out the freedom , days without end under the weight of it all you must bend o be something , be something fine! by : jose duarte jtduarte1@gmail . com