Morning Story
Jack BruceVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
(repeat
Running, jumping, pushing its way
Mornings nighttime blends into day
Can't find curtains to shut it away
We were alone in the hills of the night
Now the neon dawn lets in the light
And the milkman that nobody knows leaves bottles of tears
At the house full of laughter nobody ever hears
O the grass is burned black
By the ships coming back from the stars, golden stars
Seas turned to flame
When we boiled the dream of tomorrow, tomorrow
When it gets light
Some of them always stay
She's dressed in white
Till the smoke turns her grey
Falling, stumbling, feeling its way
Mornings nighttime moves into day
Can't find warmth to keep it away
Used to be alone on the waves of cloud
Now the flotsam dawn brings in the crowd
And the angel who sits in her car / Full of desire
But the hoses who came from the town / Put out her fire
O the seas have run dry
And the sun's one good eye is too blind to see
Sky has gone bad
From the good times we had burning bright, such good times
When it gets light
Some of them always stay
She's dressed in white
Till the smoke turns her grey
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Readable chord sheet for Morning Story by Jack Bruce
[A] [Bb] [C] [Eb] [Bb] [A] (repeat
[C] [D]
[Dm]Running, [F]jumping, [Bb]pushing its [B]way
[Dm]Mornings [F]nighttime [Bb]blends into [B]day
[Dm]Can't find [F]curtains [Bb]to shut it [B]away[C]
[D]We were alone in the hills of the [Gm]night [F]
[E]Now the neon dawn lets in the [Am]light [G]
[F#]And the milkman that nobody knows leaves bottles of [Bm]tears [A]
[Ab]At the house full of laughter nobody ever he[C#m]ars [B]
[A]O the grass is burned black
By the [Bb]ships coming back from the [C]stars, [Eb]gold[Bb]en [A]stars
[A]Seas turned to flame
[Bb] [C] [Eb] [Bb]
Wh[C]en[G] we boiled the dream of tomorrow, tomorrow
[D]When it gets [Bm]light[G] [A]
[D]Some of them [Bm]always [G]stay[A]
[D]She's dressed in [Bm]white[G]
Till the smoke turns her [F#m]grey
[Dm]Falling, [F]stumbling, [Bb]feeling its [B]way
[Dm]Mornings [F]nighttime m[Bb]oves into d[B]ay
[Dm]Can't find [F]warmth to [Bb]keep it a[B]way[C]
[D]Used to be alone on the waves of [Gm]cloud [F]
[E]Now the flotsam dawn brings in the [Am]crowd[G]
[F#]And the angel who sits in her car / Full of d[Bm]esire[A]
[Ab]But the hoses who came from the town / Put out her [C#m]fire [B]
O the [A]seas have run dry
And the [Bb]sun's one good eye is too [C]blind to[Eb] se[Bb]e [A]
[A]Sky has gone bad
[Bb] [C] [Eb] [Bb]
From[C] t[G]he good times we had burning bright, such good times
[D]When it gets [Bm]light[G] [A]
[D]Some of them [Bm]always [G]stay[A]
[D]She's dressed in [Bm]white[G]
Till the smoke turns her [F#m]grey [Dm] [F#m]
[A] [Bb] [C] [Eb] [Bb] [A]