Grace Cathedral Hill
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
Grace Cathedral hill, all wrapped in the
bones of a setting sun, all dust and stone
and moribund. I paid twenty-five cents to
light a little white candle for a New Year's
Day. I sat and watched it burn away then
turned and weaved through the slow decay.
We were both a little hungry so we went
to get a hotdog. Down the Hyde St. Pier, the light was slight and
dissapeared. The air, it sunk of fish and beer. We heard
a superman trumpet play the National Anthem.
And the world may belong for you, but he'll
never belong to you. But on a motorbike, when
all the city lights blind your eyes tonight, are you
feeling better now? .......Are you feeling be...ttttter..nooooww.
Are you feeling better now?
Some way to greet the year: your eyes all
bright and brimmed with tears. The
pilgrims, pills and tourist here all sing
"Fifty three bucks to buy a brand new halo."
I'm sweet on a green-eyed girl, all fiery
Irish clip and curl, all brine and piss and
vinegar. I paid twenty-five vents to light a little white candle.
And the world maybe be long for you, but he'll
never belong to you. But on a motorbike, when
all the city lights blind your eyes, are you
feeling better now?
La..la...la...la...
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Readable chord sheet for Grace Cathedral Hill by Decemberists
[G] [Em] [C] [D] [D7] [C] [G] [Em] [C] [G] [Em] [C] [Cm] [D] [D7] [C] [D] [G] [Em] [C] [Cm] [G]Grace Cathedral hill, all w[Em]rapped in the bones of a setting sun, all [C]dust and stone and moribund. I paid twent[D]y-five cents to light a li[D7]ttle white candle f[G]or a New Year's Day. I[Em] sat and watched it burn away then [C]turned and weaved through the slow decay. We were b[D]oth a little hungry so we w[D7]ent to get a hotdog. [G]Down the Hyde St. Pier, the ligh[Em]t was slight and dissapeared. The air[C], it sunk of fish and beer. We[D] heard a superman trumpet play the N[D7]ational Anthem. [C]And the world may b[G]elong for y[Em]ou, b[C]ut he'll never be[G]long to [Em]you. [C]But on a motorbike[Cm], when all the city lights [D]blind your eyes to[D7]night, are you feeling b[C]etter now? [D].......Are you feeli[G]ng be...ttttter..no[Em]oooww. Are you fee[C]ling better now? [Cm] Some way to greet the year: your eyes all bright and brimmed with tears. The pilgrims, pills and tourist here all sing "Fifty three bucks to buy a brand new halo." I'm sweet on a green-eyed girl, all fiery Irish clip and curl, all brine and piss and vinegar. I paid twenty-five vents to light a little white candle. And the world maybe be long for you, but he'll never belong to you. But on a motorbike, when all the city lights blind your eyes, are you feeling better now? [G]La[Em]..l[C]a.[Cm]..la...la...