Saint Stephen Grateful Dead akordy
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ESaint Stephen Dwith a rose,
AIn and out of the Egarden he goes,
ECountry garden in the Dwind and the rain,
AWherever he goes the people all complain.
Did Stephen prospered in his time?
Well he may and he may decline.
Did it matter, does it now?
AStephen would answer if he only knew howB.
Wishing well with a golden bell,
Bucket hanging clear to hell,
Hell halfway twixt now and then,
Stephen fill it up and lower down and lower down again.
ELady fingerD, Adipped in moonElight,
DWriting "What for?"A across the Emorning sky.D
ESunlight splattersD, Adawn with ansEwer,
DDarkness shrugs and Abids the day goodEbye.D
ESpeeding arrowD, Asharp and narrEow,
DWhat a lot of Afleeting matters Eyou have spurned.D
ESeveral seasonDs Awith their treaEsons,
DWrap the babe in Ascarlet colors, Ecall it your Down.
Did he doubt or did he try?
Answers aplenty in the bye and bye,
Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills,
One man gathers what another man spills.
Saint Stephen will remain,
All he's lost he shall regain,
Seashore washed by the suds and foam,
Been here so long, he's got to calling it home.
EFortune comes a crawlin', calliope woman,
DSpinnin' that curious Asense of your Eown.
ECan you answer? Yes I Dcan.
ABut what would be the answer to Ethe ansDwer manE?
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