Sir Galahad
Josh RitterVersion1
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D-DU-UDU
The angel of the Holy Grail
saw Galahad come riding
So he took the Holy Grail off the shelf.
And inside the holy chapel made for
Holy Grail hiding the angel
Could be seen to smile to himself.
"If you're the great Sir Galahad
From now on," said the angel
"May all angels call me blessed of my race."
"If you're not the great Sir Galahad
I'll warn you, keep on riding and if you are
I pray you'll let me see your face."
Galahad took off his helmet, said
"Good angel look upon me.
Fear not, for I bring tidings of great joy.
For long years the grail you've guarded, now
You get to let me drink it, how
Happy must be angels thus employed."
"All the favors you shower upon
Me, a simple angel," said the
Angel, "your magnificence abounds.
Take your boots off great Sir Galahad,
For by your astounding beauty whatever
Ground you stand on turns to holy ground."
Galahad took off his boots, and he
Watched the ground quite closely
And the angel smiled to himself again.
He said, "I can't believe I'm asking, but
Sir Galahad please tell me, what is
It that makes you want to go to heaven?
In heaven there's no lamb chops,
Queen Guinevere's for hand jobs,
Marijuana, Kenny Rogers, or Ecstasy.
No pillaging, no rape, perhaps
you've come by some mistake to me
this seems more error than knight errantry.
CFCGC x2
Yes, and what about the stable boys,
I know you think they're handsome
and some of them, they think you're awful handsome too.
And, sitting up in heaven, you'll still
think about them often, when you're an
angel thinking's all that you can do."
At this, Sir Galahad got angry,
"Angel," he said, "don't you tempt me.
I wish to go to heaven and not to hell.
So when stable boys look lonesome,
When the women call me handsome,
I'll hold me virtue very firmly by myself."
"I guarantee you'll hold it often,"
said the angel. "Oh one more thing, before you
drink the wine, please take your armor off.
I gotta carry you to heaven,
And despite what you'd imagine,
I have trouble bearing heavy things aloft."
CFCGC x2
Sir Galahad stood naked
In a pile of his armor,
His boots and helmet scattered all around.
His perfect lips, they sipped the grail,
His perfect heart commenced to fail,
His perfect body fell upon the ground.
The angel lit a cigarette.
When he was sure Galahad was dead,
He picked all of his clothes up off the floor.
Then I put on his boots and armor
I laid his body on the altar
Put his helmet on and I headed for the door.
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Readable chord sheet for Sir Galahad by Josh Ritter
[C] [F] [C] [G] [C] [E7] [G] [C] [F] [C] [G] [C] [C]The angel of the Holy Grail saw [F]Galahad come riding So he took[C] the Holy [G]Grail off the [C]shelf. [C]And inside the holy chapel made for [F]Holy Grail hiding the angel [C]Could be seen to [G]smile to hi[C]mself. [E7]"If you're the great Sir [G]Galahad [C]From now on," said the a[F]ngel "May all [C]angels call me [G]blessed of my [C]race." [E7]"If you're not the great Sir [G]Galahad [C]I'll warn you, keep on [F]riding and if you [C]are I pray you'll [G]let me see your [C]face." [C]Galahad took off his helmet, said [F]"Good angel look upon me. Fear [C]not, for I bring [G]tidings of great [C]joy. [C]For long years the grail you've guarded, now [F]You get to let me drink it, how [C]Happy must be [G]angels thus em[C]ployed." [C][F][C][G][C] [C]"All the favors you shower upon [F]Me, a simple angel," said the [C]Angel, "your [G]magnificence a[C]bounds. [C]Take your boots off great Sir Galahad, For [F]by your astounding beauty whatever [C]Ground you stand on [G]turns to holy [C]ground." [C]Galahad took off his boots, and he [F]Watched the ground quite closely And the [C]angel smiled [G]to himself a[C]gain. [C]He said, "I can't believe I'm asking, but Sir [F]Galahad please tell me, what is [C]It that makes you [G]want to go to h[C]eaven? [E7]In heaven there's no l[G]amb chops, Queen [C]Guinevere's for [F]hand jobs, [C]Marijuana, Kenny [G]Rogers, or Ec[C]stasy. No [E7]pillaging, no [G]rape, perhaps you've [C]come by some mis[F]take to me this [C]seems more error [G]than knight e[C]rrantry. CFCGC x2 [C]Yes, and what about the stable boys, [F]I know you think they're handsome and some of [C]them, they think you're [G]awful handsome [C]too. [C]And, sitting up in heaven, you'll still [F]think about them often, when you're an [C]angel thinking's [G]all that you can [C]do." [E7]At this, Sir Galahad got[G] angry, "A[C]ngel," he said, "don't you tem[F]pt me. I [C]wish to go to [G]heaven and not to [C]hell. So when [E7]stable boys look l[G]onesome, [C]When the women call me [F]handsome, I'll [C]hold me virtue very [G]firmly by [C]myself." "I [C]guarantee you'll hold it often," said the angel.[F] "Oh one more thing, before you [C]drink the wine, please [G]take your armor [C]off. [C]I gotta carry you to heaven, And [F]despite what you'd imagine, I have [C]trouble bearing [G]heavy things a[C]loft." CFCGC x2 [C]Sir Galahad stood naked [F]In a pile of his armor, His [C]boots and helmet [G]scattered all a[C]round. His [C]perfect lips, they sipped the grail, His [F]perfect heart commenced to fail, His [C]perfect body [G]fell upon the [C]ground. [E7]The angel lit a c[G]igarette. When [C]he was sure Gala[F]had was dead, He [C]picked all of his [G]clothes up off the [C]floor. Then [E7]I put on his b[G]oots and armor I [C]laid his body [F]on the altar Put his [C]helmet on and I [G]headed for the [C]door.