Chords for Ralph Mctell.....Still in dreams
Tempo:
146 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
F#
A
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] I've got a long way to go, so I'll play this quiet one.
[D#] It's called Still in [E] Dreams.
[F#]
[B]
[C#] [B]
[E]
[B]
[E]
[F#] [F#m]
[F#]
[E]
[F#] [B] [G#m] [E]
This morning I am still in dreams of [F#] you and I,
[B] both [E] young in spring.
[A] Mine's dead.
He's cautious down [E] to breakfast.
The floor of [F#] dreams [B] is [E] eggshell thin.
Trees are [B] green mist in [E] the trees.
The toast is burned [B] to [E] cindered crumbs.
[B] The sound [A] of bees hum in [E] my head.
And I am [B] all of fingers [E] and thumbs.
[B] I've been sleeping now for [E] hours.
I cannot [B] seem to wake [E] me up.
[A] Getting rained on in the [E] shower or fumbling [F#] with [B]
my coffee [E] cup.
Deep down [A] I know I'm [E] in a mist.
And that really I'm not even [B] trying,
for [A] I've always been [F#] like [E] this.
Whenever [F#] I've [B]
[E] been flying,
[F#]
[E] [F#]
[F#m] [A]
[F#m]
[F#] [E]
[F#] [B]
[E]
I drag a comb
through knots of dreams.
And when I [B] shave, I [E] must address this [A] image
mirrored [E] back at me that's weathered [F#] in [B]
time's [E] wilderness,
[A] whilst yours is fixed in [E] summer light,
not creased or lined or smudged with [B] any
[A] Janeau print
from [E] time's negative.
[B] Here at dawn on a linen [E] page, [F#] there
is a [B] green mist [E] in the trees along the [F#] river [B] known to [E] me.
[B] There [A] is a blue mist in [E] the grass,
and I'm lost [B] and [E] all at sea.
[F#]
[E]
[F#m]
[F#] [E]
[B] [C#]
[E]
[N]
Thank you very much.
[D#] It's called Still in [E] Dreams.
[F#]
[B]
[C#] [B]
[E]
[B]
[E]
[F#] [F#m]
[F#]
[E]
[F#] [B] [G#m] [E]
This morning I am still in dreams of [F#] you and I,
[B] both [E] young in spring.
[A] Mine's dead.
He's cautious down [E] to breakfast.
The floor of [F#] dreams [B] is [E] eggshell thin.
Trees are [B] green mist in [E] the trees.
The toast is burned [B] to [E] cindered crumbs.
[B] The sound [A] of bees hum in [E] my head.
And I am [B] all of fingers [E] and thumbs.
[B] I've been sleeping now for [E] hours.
I cannot [B] seem to wake [E] me up.
[A] Getting rained on in the [E] shower or fumbling [F#] with [B]
my coffee [E] cup.
Deep down [A] I know I'm [E] in a mist.
And that really I'm not even [B] trying,
for [A] I've always been [F#] like [E] this.
Whenever [F#] I've [B]
[E] been flying,
[F#]
[E] [F#]
[F#m] [A]
[F#m]
[F#] [E]
[F#] [B]
[E]
I drag a comb
through knots of dreams.
And when I [B] shave, I [E] must address this [A] image
mirrored [E] back at me that's weathered [F#] in [B]
time's [E] wilderness,
[A] whilst yours is fixed in [E] summer light,
not creased or lined or smudged with [B] any
[A] Janeau print
from [E] time's negative.
[B] Here at dawn on a linen [E] page, [F#] there
is a [B] green mist [E] in the trees along the [F#] river [B] known to [E] me.
[B] There [A] is a blue mist in [E] the grass,
and I'm lost [B] and [E] all at sea.
[F#]
[E]
[F#m]
[F#] [E]
[B] [C#]
[E]
[N]
Thank you very much.
Key:
E
B
F#
A
F#m
E
B
F#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ I've got a long way to go, so I'll play this quiet one.
[D#] It's called Still in [E] Dreams. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
This _ _ morning I am still in dreams _ _ _ of [F#] you and I,
[B] both [E] young in spring. _ _ _ _ _
[A] Mine's dead.
He's cautious down [E] to breakfast.
_ _ The floor of _ [F#] _ dreams [B] _ _ is [E] eggshell thin. _ _ _ _ _
_ Trees _ are [B] green mist in [E] the trees.
_ _ The toast is burned _ [B] to _ _ [E] cindered crumbs.
_ _ [B] The sound [A] of _ bees hum in [E] my head.
_ _ _ And I am [B] all _ of fingers [E] and thumbs. _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ I've been sleeping now for [E] hours.
_ _ _ I cannot [B] seem _ _ to _ wake [E] me up. _ _ _
[A] Getting rained on in the [E] shower _ _ or fumbling [F#] _ with [B] _ _
my coffee [E] cup.
_ _ Deep down [A] I know _ _ _ I'm [E] in a mist. _ _ _ _
And that really I'm not even _ _ _ [B] trying,
for [A] I've _ always been _ [F#] like [E] this. _ _ _ _
Whenever _ [F#] _ I've [B] _ _ _
[E] been flying, _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I drag a comb
through knots of dreams.
_ _ And when I [B] shave, _ I _ [E] must address _ _ _ this [A] _ _ _ image
mirrored [E] back at me _ _ that's weathered [F#] in _ _ [B] _ _ _
time's [E] wilderness, _ _ _ _
[A] whilst yours is fixed in [E] summer light, _ _ _
not creased or lined or smudged with _ _ [B] any _
_ [A] Janeau print
from _ [E] time's negative. _ _ _ _
_ [B] Here at dawn _ on a linen [E] _ page, _ _ _ _ _ [F#] there
_ is a [B] green mist [E] in the trees _ _ _ along the [F#] river _ _ [B] known _ to [E] me. _ _ _
[B] There [A] is a blue _ mist in [E] the _ grass, _ _
_ and I'm lost _ [B] and _ _ _ [E] all at sea.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Thank you very much. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ I've got a long way to go, so I'll play this quiet one.
[D#] It's called Still in [E] Dreams. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
This _ _ morning I am still in dreams _ _ _ of [F#] you and I,
[B] both [E] young in spring. _ _ _ _ _
[A] Mine's dead.
He's cautious down [E] to breakfast.
_ _ The floor of _ [F#] _ dreams [B] _ _ is [E] eggshell thin. _ _ _ _ _
_ Trees _ are [B] green mist in [E] the trees.
_ _ The toast is burned _ [B] to _ _ [E] cindered crumbs.
_ _ [B] The sound [A] of _ bees hum in [E] my head.
_ _ _ And I am [B] all _ of fingers [E] and thumbs. _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ I've been sleeping now for [E] hours.
_ _ _ I cannot [B] seem _ _ to _ wake [E] me up. _ _ _
[A] Getting rained on in the [E] shower _ _ or fumbling [F#] _ with [B] _ _
my coffee [E] cup.
_ _ Deep down [A] I know _ _ _ I'm [E] in a mist. _ _ _ _
And that really I'm not even _ _ _ [B] trying,
for [A] I've _ always been _ [F#] like [E] this. _ _ _ _
Whenever _ [F#] _ I've [B] _ _ _
[E] been flying, _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I drag a comb
through knots of dreams.
_ _ And when I [B] shave, _ I _ [E] must address _ _ _ this [A] _ _ _ image
mirrored [E] back at me _ _ that's weathered [F#] in _ _ [B] _ _ _
time's [E] wilderness, _ _ _ _
[A] whilst yours is fixed in [E] summer light, _ _ _
not creased or lined or smudged with _ _ [B] any _
_ [A] Janeau print
from _ [E] time's negative. _ _ _ _
_ [B] Here at dawn _ on a linen [E] _ page, _ _ _ _ _ [F#] there
_ is a [B] green mist [E] in the trees _ _ _ along the [F#] river _ _ [B] known _ to [E] me. _ _ _
[B] There [A] is a blue _ mist in [E] the _ grass, _ _
_ and I'm lost _ [B] and _ _ _ [E] all at sea.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Thank you very much. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _