Chords for Grateful Dead - St. Stephen - Live 1969 (HQ Audio)

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See [A] Steven with the rose in his eye, oh but the garden [E] he goes.
Country garden [D] and the wind and the [Em] rain.
Wherever he goes the people all complain.
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_ Prosper [D] in his time, [A] well in the end [E] he may be kind.
But the garden did, that it [Bm] does, and now [G#] Steven will answer if he [C#] only knew how.
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_ [B] _ [Em] _ [A] We shingled well with the golden bam, bucket hanging [E] clear to him.
Can't get rid of it [D] now, can't.
[G] Steven filled it up and lower down [C#] and lower down [E]
again.
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_ [A] _ [G#] _ [E] Lowly finger [D] _
[A] dipped [G] in moonlight.
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[G#] Writing what for [F#m] across the [E] morning [Bm] sky.
_ _ _ [E] Sunlight _ [Bm] splashes, [Em] done with [E] the answer.
_ Darkness [A] drugs and bids the day [Bm] goodbye. _
Speedy _ [Em] _ arrow, _ [D] sharp [A] and [A#] narrow.
_ [A] _ _ What a lot of [F#m] fleeting [E] matters you have [Bm] spent.
_ [E] _ Several [G] seasons [Bm] _
_ [A] with their _ [E] treasons. _
[D] Wrap the [A] babe in [D] scarlet [E] covers, [Em] naughty [Bm] or [E] us.
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[Em] Deep down [D] or did he try?
Answers [A] have been in [E] the fight.
Talk about [N] your penny and talk about your guilt.
One man gathers what another man spills. _ _ _ _ _
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_ [E] _ _ Say [G] Steven will remain.
All he lost he shall regain.
He shall walk by [D] the side of the bone.
[E] He has so long he's got to call it in.
Oh, much does it hurt.
Without him on the [D] other side.
You [E] need a friend of your own.
Then you answer.
I'm as lost [D] as I can.
What [A] would be the answer to [E] the [D] answer [B] man? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ High green chilly winds and windy vibes.
And loops around the twining shots of lavender.
They're crawling to the sun.
_ _ Wonder who will water all the children of the garden.
When they sigh about the barren lack of rain and [A] truth.
So underneath the _ sky.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Underfoot the ground [G#m] is patched with climbing arms of ivy.
Wrapped around the [B] man's a native.
[F#m] Dark and shiny in the breeze. _
[E] Do you [B] tell his threats?
[G#m] No, to him most [A] gentle prayers. _
[B] May [G#m] require [A] a chain.
And a thousand stronger [D] bones.