Cassidy

[F]I can tell by the mark he left you were in his drea[Bb]m
[F]Ah, child of countless trees.                  [Bb]
[Fm7]Ah, chile of boundless se[Bbm]as
[Fm7]What you are; what you'[Bbm]re meant to be
[Gm](add [A])                          [Bb]

(Music is same for 2nd verse)

Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac
I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back
Come wash the nightime clean.
Come grow the scorched ground green.

Blow the horn, tap the tambourine.
Close the gap of the dark years in between
You and me, cassidy.

Quick beats in an icy heart
[Bb]Catch-colt draws a [F]coffin cart
[Bb]There he goes and h[F]ow here she starts
[Bb]Hear her cry              [F]
[C]Flight of the[Gm7] sea[F]-birds
[C]Scattered like the lost [Gm7]words [F]
[C]Wheel to the storm and fly    [Gm7]        [F]
[C]Faring thee well[Bb], now  le[F]t your life proceed by it's own design
[F]Nothing to tell now, let the words be your[Bb]s, I'm done with mine.
[F]Faring thee well                            [Bb]

Song ends with a jam in F

[F]I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver [Bb]stream,

[F]I can tell by the mark he left you were in his [Bb]dream

[Fm7]Ah, child of countless t[Bbm]rees, [Fm7]ah, child of boundless [Bbm]seas

[Gm]What you are, what you're meant to [Bb]be

[Gm]Speaks his name though you were born to [Bb]me, born to me, Cassid[F]y.

2. Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac,
I can tell by the way you smile he is rolling back
Come wash the nighttime clean, come grow the scorched ground green
Blow the horn and tap the tambourine,
Close the gap on the dark years in between you and me, Cassidy.

[Bb]Quick beats of an [F]icy heart, [Bb]catch colt(?) draws a [F]coffin cart

[Bb]There he goes and now [F]here she starts, hear her [C]cry

[Gm7]    [F]  [C]  Flight of the seabirds,
[Gm7]    [F]  [C]  Scattered like lost words

[C]Wheel to the stor[Bb]m and f[F]ly

(Go through the verse chords again)

[2x]:
[F]Faring the well now, let your life proceed by its own d[Bb]esign
Nothing to [F]tell now, let the words be yours I'm done with [Bb]mine

Finally, go back to the "flight of the seabirds" bit and end on "fly"

That, more or less, is it.  Good luck.

Alec

"Perhaps the only true dignity of man is his capacity to despise himself."
         ---George Santayana, _The Ethics of Spinoza_

CASSIDY- The Grateful Dead

I[E] have seen where the wolf has slept by the silv[A]er stream

I[E] can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream [A]

A[Em]h, child of countless tree[Am]s

A[Em]h, child of boundless sea[Am]s

 [F#m]
W[Ab]hat you are, what you're meant [Am]to be

 [F#m]
S[Ab]peaks his name, though you were born t[A]o me

B[A]orn to me, Cassi[E]dy

Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac
I can tell by the way you smiled, he is rolling back
Come wash the nightime clean
Come grow the scorched ground green
Blow the horn, tap the tambourine
Close the gap of the dark years in between
You and me, cassidy

Q[A]uick beats in an icy[E] heart

C[A]atch-colt draws a co[E]ffin cart

T[A]here he goes and now her[E]e she starts

H[B]ear her cry

([F#m7]Do do [E]do) [B]Flight of the seabird

([F#m7]Do do [E]do) [B]Scattered like the lost words

([F#m7]Do do [E]do) [B]Wheel to the storm and fly  [E]

F[E]are thee well, now  let your life proceed by it's own des[A]ign

N[E]othing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm don[A]e with mine
(repeat)