Painting Box
Incredible String BandVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
there are several guitars playing, but this is the main riff...
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B|-0-1--3------3---------0-1--3------3---------------------------------------|
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When the morning of your eyes comes waking through my shadows
Leaving just a trace of twilight sleep,
I whisper to the baby raindrops playing on my window,
And tell them gently this is not the time that they should weep.
For somewhere in my mind there is a painting box,
I have every color there it's true.
Just lately when I look inside my painting box,
I seem to pick the colors of you.
My Friday evening's foot-steps plodding dully through this black town,
Are far away now from the world that I'm in.
My eyes are listening to some sounds that I think just might be springtime,
With daffo-dils between my toes I'm laughing at their whim,
The purple sail above me catches all the strength of summer.
Fishes stop and ask me where I am bound.
I smile and shake my head and say my little ship is sinking,
But I kind of like the sea that I'm on, and I don't mind if I do drown.
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Readable chord sheet for Painting Box by Incredible String Band
there are several guitars playing, but this is the main riff... [D7] [G] [D7] [G] e|--------0--3-----3-3----------0--3----3------------------------------------| B|-0-1--3------3---------0-1--3------3---------------------------------------| G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|-----------------------------------------3-2-3-2---------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| [Em]When the [C]morning of your eyes comes [G]waking through my [C]shadows [Em]Leaving [C]just a trace of t[D7]wilight s[G]leep, I [Em]whisper [C]to the baby raindrops [G]playing on my [C]window, And [Em]tell them [C]gently [G]this is not the [D7]time that they should [G]weep. For [D7]somewhere in my mind there is a [G]painting box, [D7]I have every color there it's [G]true. Just [D7]lately when I look inside my [G]painting box, I [D7]seem to pick the colors of [G]you. My [Em]Friday [C]evening's foot-steps plodding [G]dully through this [C]black town, Are [Em]far [C]away now from the [D7]world that I'm [G]in. My [Em]eyes are [C]listening to some sounds that I [G]think just might be [C]springtime, With [Em]daffo-[C]dils be[G]tween my toes I'm [D7]laughing at their [G]whim, The [Em]purple [C]sail above me catches [G]all the strength of [C]summer. [Em]Fishes s[C]top and ask me [D7]where I am [G]bound. I [Em]smile and [C]shake my head and say my [G]little ship is [C]sinking, But I [Em]kind of [C]like the [G]sea that I'm on, and I don't [D7]mind if I do [G]drown.