D/F#: 200230
C/G: 332010
Dsus4: x00233
Cma7sus2: x30000

My (G)brother is a (D/F#)dark-eyed gentle (Em)man
We (G)see each other (C)when we can
For (G/B)dinner or some (Am7)music (D)
But there's (G)always been this (D/F#)tension
Neither (Em)mentions it and (G)then
The conver(C)sation (C/B)dies down (Am7) (C/G)
And I (C)think sometimes it's (G)just as well
We (D)live in different (C)towns (G)(D)

CHORUS:
(C)Some say we're like (D)day and (G)night
The (C)Southern Cross and the (G)northern lights
(C)He's half a world a(G)way from me
(C)Still he's half the (G)world to me
And (C)doesn't even (D)know it (Dsus4)(D)

When (G)we were young we (D/F#)fought till our mom (Em)cried
For(G)gave each other (C)when she died
And (G/B)swore we'd try to (Am7)close the gap (D)
And (G)though we both are (D/F#)loyal
And (C)enjoy each other's (G)triumphs
We don't (C)understand them (C/B)well (Am7) (C/G)
And each (C)other's friends are (G)ciphers
And each (D)other's heaven (C)hell (G)(D)

CHORUS

I (G)recently got (D/F#)married high u(Em)pon a hill
(G)My brother spoke as (C)brothers will
About (G/B)growing up be(Am7)hind me (D)
And (G)when the vows were (D/F#)over
He (C)broke down on my (G)shoulder
I was (C)not prepared (C/B)(Am7)(C/G)
And I (C)held him as he (G)crossed the distance
(D)I had never (C)dared (G)(D)

(C)Some say we're like (D)day and (G)night
The (C)Southern Cross and the (G)northern lights
(C)He's half a world a(G)way from me
(C)Still he's half the (G)world to me
And (C)doesn't even (D)know it (Dsus4)(D)

(Cma7sus2) . . . (G)

ALL THE WOOD OF LEBANON

For the (Am) chord in the intro and at the end of the verses, hammer on a low G note (sixth string/third fret) with your pinky. Listen to the CD and you'll hear it.

Intro: (Am)(G) . . . (Am)(G) . . .

Oh (Am)build a box for a (G)boy who's gone
(F)Cedar, cypress and (E)olive
(Am)Build a box for a (G)boy who's coming home
(F)All the (G)wood of (Am)Lebanon (G)(Am)(G)

And (Am)build it long as a (G)year of peace
(F)Cedar, cypress and (E)olive
(Am)Build it wide as the (G)war-torn streets
(F)All the (G)wood of (Am)Lebanon (G)(Am)(G)

And (Am)drape no flag a(G)cross the top
(F)Cedar, cypress and (E)olive
(Am)Drape no flag and (G)fire no shots
(F)All the (G)wood of (Am)Lebanon (G)(Am)(G)

And (Am)set him deep as the (G)blood in the land
(F)Cedar, cypress and (E)olive
Then we'll (Am)plant (G)the (Am)tall trees again (G)in the desert sand
(F)All the (G)wood of (Am)Lebanon (G)(Am)(G)

Oh (Am)build a box for a (G)boy who's gone
(F)Cedar, cypress and (E)olive
(Am)Build a box for a (G)boy who's coming home
(F)All the (G)wood of (Am)Lebanon (G)
(F)All the (G)wood of (Am)Lebanon (G)
(F)All the (G)wood of (Am)Lebanon (G)(Am)

SAILING TO THE NEW WORLD

Intro: (A)

And the (G)sun makes no (A)difference at (D)all
We (G)work all night with(A)out it
(G)Con Ed gives us (A)heat and cool air (Bm)pretty well (Bm/A)
And (G)inspiration (A)filters down the (Bm)heavy skyway
Losing (A)all its prophecy

And the (G)moon has no (A)mysteries at (D)all
We de(G)clare our love by (A)streetlight
(G)One night rooms and (A)drugstores work out (Bm)pretty well (Bm/A)
And the (G)full moon fills the (A)hospitals and (Bm)precinct houses
Or so the (A)modern legends go (G)(A)

CHORUS:
(D)Sailing to the (G)New (A)World
(D)Sailing to the (G)New (A)World
(D)Sailing to the (G)New (A)World
By the (G)light of a friendly (A)voice
Through the (G)heavens in the (A)bodies of the (Bm)thousand millions (A)here

REPEAT CHORUS

And the (G)stars are not (A)visible at (D)all
The (G)North Star points to (A)Boston
But it's (G)easier to (A)follow signs to (Bm)95 (Bm/A)
And the (G)universe is (A)hid away like (Bm)all our other fears
But we don't (A)need to look that far (G)(A)

(D)Sailing to the (G)New (A)World
(D)Sailing to the (G)New (A)World
(D)Sailing to the (G)New (A)World
By the (G)light of a friendly (A)voice
Through the (G)heavens in the (A)bodies of the (Bm)thousand millions (A)here

(D)Sailing to the (G)New (A)World
(D)Sailing to the (G)New (A)World
(D)Sailing to the (G)New (A)World (G)(D)

THE STRONG IN SPIRIT

Capo IV

Intro: (G)(C)(Am)(D) . . .

(G)The strong in spirit (D)all live numbered (Em)days
And (C)know (G)it (C)
They know they will not (G)mend
And (C)all their broken (D)dreams
Go (G)farther than the (C)dreams they(Bm) never (Am)tried (D)

(G)The strong in spirit (D)give the gift of (Em)wonder
And they (C)won(G)der (C)
A child has less to (G)learn
And (C)all the things they (D)show us
Sur(G)prise us and live (C)on (Bm)inside(Am) us (D)

(G)The strong in spirit (D)wear bright clothes of (Em)fire
They (C)da(G)nce and (C)burn
The light is worth the (G)pain
The (C)light is worth the (D)pain
The (G)pain stops when the (C)flame (Bm)dies (Am)out (D)

(G)The strong in spirit (D)sing their songs in (Bm)darkness
They (C)sing even in (Em)darkness
They (C)sing (D)this (Em)song
They (C)sing (D)this (Em)song (C)(D)(G)

RISING MOON

This will always be a very important song to me, as it's the song by which I mark my introduction to "contemporary folk music." A little story, if you'll indulge me. Summer of 1985, I'm in my backyard on a Sunday morning listening to Pete Fornatale's "Mixed Bag" on New York's WNEW-FM. He plays a set of "moon" songs (I seem to recall Cat Stevens' "Moonshadow" being one of them) and then . . . this . . . incredible . . . song comes on. I've never heard the song; I've never heard the voice; I've never heard the name. But I'm completely blown away.

I immediately call the station and ask for Pete, desperate to discover how I can find the song, and he tells me where I can write to the singer, this guy Hugh Blumenfeld. Which I do . . . and Hugh writes back to me (I still have the letter) telling me that mine is the first piece of "fan mail" he's ever received, and that "Rising Moon" is only available on a Fast Folk compilation album. (Yes, this is so long ago that his debut CD The Strong in Spirit had not yet been released . . . and Fast Folk was an Actual Vinyl Record.)

Anyway, I order it, I love it, and thanks to a bunch of other songs on the album featuring some unknowns named John Gorka, Christine Lavin, Shawn Colvin and Lucy Kaplansky (back when she spelled her name "Kaplanski"), I realize that there's a whole new world of acoustic music out there. Not only does it turn me on to amazing new music, but it gets me to pick up my guitar for the first time in years.

And something that was mine, was mine again. Thanks, Hugh.

Intro: (F)(G) . . . (F)(G) . . .

(F)Rainy nights in (G)March, (C)making you a(F)mazed
(Em)Singing songs of (Am)angel (Em)flights and (Am)silver traveling days
(F)Making all my (G)life sound like a (C)lark
(F)Trying to sing my (G)heart out
(F)Trying to make a (G)start now won't you

CHORUS:
(C)Hang a rising (F)moon on this (G)sinking heart of (C)mine
(F)And lead my willful (C)sadness to its (G)rest
(F)Roll me o'er an (G)ocean where the (C)days ride deep be(F)low me
(C)And something that was (F)mine will be (G)mine a(C)gain

(F)Sitting here be(G)side you till it's (C)far too late to (F)leave
(Em)Pretending nothing's (Am)on my (Em)mind and (Am)nothing's up my sleeve
(F)But feeling I could (G)very nearly (C)touch you
Should I (F)take you without (G)warning
(F)Stay until the (G)morning comes, oh

CHORUS

(F)Talking's not so (G)easy . . . (C)and singing's just not (F)fair
(Em)It puts you in a (Am)woman's (Em)soul to (Am)wonder how you got there
(F)I guess I'll just take (G)all the time I (C)need
And I'll (F)kiss you when I (G)know you
(F)Find a way to (G)show you you can . . .

CHORUS

SOWETO

G*: When playing the (Am), rock back and forth by hammering on a little half-G figure (3200x). Do this not only for the intro, but for most of the (Am) chords in the song. As usual, listen to the CD and you'll hear what I mean.

Intro: (Am)(G*) . . . 4x . . .

Eight (Am)years ago this neighborhood (G)was mostly black and (Am)colored
And the (F)townhouses were (G)poorhouses in(Am)side
And though the land was cherished for the (G)prospect and the (Am)park
(F)Poverty keeps (G)people's minds on (Am)other things

(G)Oh So(Am)weto

But the (Am)gentry kept on flourishing, we (G)searched for higher (Am)ground
(F)The white tide rose, (G)the landlord made out (Am)very well
And the poorer blacks and colored followed (G)laws not made but (Am)found
(F)Resettling farther (G)out, or lower (Am)down

(G)Oh So(Am)weto
(G)Cries across the (Am)sea
(G)Oh So(Am)weto
(G)Quiet down the (Am)street

Eight (Am)hours ago this neighborhood (G)was mostly black and (Am)colored
With the (F)roofers and the (G)supers and the (Am)parks corps
And the babies in their strollers with their (G)shiny plastic (Am)toys
(F)Have nannies all too (G)dark to be their (Am)mothers

(G)Oh So(Am)weto

But (Am)now the light is changing and the (G)whites return 'for (Am)dark
The (F)living rooms burn (G)brightly with the (Am)evening news
And the pictures of South Africa look (G)alien and (Am)stark
(F)And Dow Jones figures (G)after the com(Am)mercials

(G)Oh So(Am)weto
(G)Cries across the (Am)sea
(G)Oh So(Am)weto
(G)Quiet down the (Am)street

(G)Maybe Harlem doesn't sound co(Am)lonial in our ears
Like (F)Capetown and Jo(G)hannesburg still (Am)do
(G)Stuyvesant and Chelsea sound A(Am)merican and freer
(G)From Vanderbilt to Boerum Hill, there (Am)are no Boers here
And New (G)Amsterdam is just a rather (Am)quaint name for a beer

(G)Oh So(Am)weto
(G)Cries across the (Am)sea
(G)Oh So(Am)weto
(G)Quiet down the (Am)street

GET THE WORD

C: x32013

Intro: (G)(C)(C)(D) . . .

Get the (G)message from the mountain, and you bring back down the keys
Get the (C)message from the river, and you (G)bring the gift of peace
Get the message from the forest, and you're golden like the fall
Must be a (C)hundred times that I have heard this (G)call (D)

CHORUS:
And I (G)know if I (C)find my own (G)way
That the (C)world will follow (G)behind
Like a (D)ship's trail in the (C)sea

Get the (G)promise from the people and you sing a hopeful song
Get the (C)promise from the (C/B)needle and you (G)won't be singing long
Get the promise from your lover and you can give it back again
But no (C)story ever (C/B)tells what happens (G)then (D)

CHORUS

Get the (G)word from brother sun and you're dancing in the light
Get the (C)word from sister (C/B)moon running (G)naked in the night
Get the word, get the word, get it any way you can
Oh (C)that's the only (C/B)thing I under(G)stand (D)

CHORUS

THREAD CITY

Note: In this song, Hugh plays the D chord two different ways. So when I write D, I mean D in the normal x00232 position. But when I write D*, what you'll do is do a C fingering moved up to the third fret . . . just slide it up and play it x54030. It's still a D, just a different voicing. In the intro, there's also a chord that I've called D*addA, which means you'll add an A on the high E string as follows: x54035.

There's also another cool thing to try if you want to Play Like Hugh. After hitting the Em chord in the verses, while it's still ringing, slide up two frets and resolve at 004000 where I indicate (Em*).

Let's see, what else . . . in the third line of each chorus, after the the word "stones," there's a suspended (C) sequence based around the notes in bold:
x33010 (play a regular C chord, but sneak your pinky behind on the 4th string to hit the 3rd fret)
x32010
x30010
x32010

And finally, in the chorus, after the "Dream of Queen Victoria still" line, there's a C-based walkdown in which you should again concentrate on hitting the notes in bold:
C: x32010
C/B: x20010
C/A: x00010
C/G: 332010
D: x00232

Here's another chord that may be foreign to some of you:
Dsus4: x00233

Whew . . . I know it all looks complicated, but it's actually a very easy song to play.

Intro: (C/G)(D*) . . . (C/G)(D*addA) . . . (C/G)(D*) . . . (C)

It (C)took her eight winters to (G)feed the whole back lot
(C)Hand-split into the (D*)belly of a woodstove
(C)It's just as (G)well, she'd say
(C)One more hole in the (D*)roof than she had (G)buckets for
And the (Em)house disappeared(Em*) in the (D)rush of '88 (Dsus4)
It was a (Em)flood of prospectors(Em*) and old (D)credit at the gate (Dsus4)
She (C)salvaged some rafters, (G)built herself a raft
And (C)floated on down the (D*)millbrook to Thread (G)City

Thread (C)City (D*)(G)

(C)Scrambling after money and (G)clutching at her kids
(C)And cursing all the (D*)names of their fathers
(C)She took a (G)three-room flat
(C)Two flights up and (D)one block back of (G)Main Street
And the (Em)boys were dumb as dirt bikes(Em*)
But the (D)girl was sharp as glass (Dsus4)
Behind the (Em)Dunkin' Donuts counter(Em*)
Where all the (D)old men made their (Dsus4)passes
But her (C)mother told Linda she'd (G)see she got to college
But (C)Linda knew no one (D)ever gets out of Thread (G)City

Thread (C)City, where the (D)looms of gold
In the (G)factories have (C)turned to stones
Foremen's houses (D)on the hill
(G)Dream of Queen (C)Victoria still (C)(C/B)(C/A)(C/G)(D)

Thread (C)City, where the (D)looms of gold
In the (G)factories have (C)turned to stones
Haunted houses (D)on the hill
(G)Dream of Queen (C)Victoria still (C)(C/B)(C/A)(C/G)(D/)

(C)Linda gave her love to a (G)college boy
(C)Thought he was in (D*)love with the working (C)class
And from his (G)room some nights
(C)She can barely (D)see the lights of Thread (G)City
But at (Em)home that spring(Em*) she (D)knew he'd never last (Dsus4)
It was the (Em)rebel flags on the bumpers(Em*)
And the (D)gun racks in the cabs (Dsus4)
And the (C)way that he'd shoot her that (G)sidelong look
When they (C)passed the Hotel (D*)Hooker in Thread (G)City

Thread (C)City, where the (D)looms of gold
In the (G)factories have (C)turned to stones
Foremen's houses (D)on the hill
(G)Dream of Queen (C)Victoria still (C)(C/B)(C/A)(C/G)(D)

Thread (C)City, where the (D)looms of gold
In the (G)factories have (C)turned to stones
Haunted houses (D)on the hill
(G)Dream of Queen (C)Victoria still (C)(C/B)(C/A)(C/G)(D)

Thread (C)City, where the (D)looms of gold
In the (G)factories have (C)turned to stones

QUIET OF THE NIGHT

Capo II

Asus4: x02230
A/addA: I'm sure this isn't what it's called, but it's x02225 (you'll have to stretch your pinky to add the A note on the high E string).
Dsus2: x00230
Dusus4: x00233

Note: When playing the "In the (G*)qu(G/F#)iet (G/E)of (G/D)the (A)night" line, the descending bass line will be played a little higher than usual. Ordinarily, you'd do a G-based walkdown on the fifth and sixth strings. But here, when playing the (G*) chord, play the open 3rd string as the bass note. On the (G/F#), the 4th string/4th fret will be your F# note. On the (G/E), pluck the 4th string/2nd fret as the E in the bass. And finally, on the (G/D), the open 4th string is the bass note before strumming the (A) chord with the open 5th string as your bass note. In the last verse, however, the (G/F#) is played in its "standard" version: 200033.

Intro: Play the progression above, and resolve into an (A)(Asus4)(A) sequence.

The (D)night before the (G)bombs came (A)down (Asus4)
The (D)first snow of the winter whispered (G)in the air
We (D)played in the street with strangers
(G)Jumped from swings in the park
(D)And later we threw off our clothes
(G)Smelling of wet wool and leather
(D)Shivered by the radiator
(G)Staring out the (A)window (Asus4)
(G)I counted (A)headlights, (D)you counted (G)tail-lights
(D)Red and white, (F#m)(G)streams of red and (A)white (Asus4)(A)(A/addA)

In the (D)quiet of the night, in the (A)quiet of the night
In the (G*)qu(G/F#)iet (G/E)of (G/D)the (A)night (Asus4)
In the (D)quiet of the night, in the (A)quiet of the night
In the (G*)qu(G/F#)iet (G/E)of (G/D)the (A)night (Asus4)(A)

And the (D)night before the (G)bombs came (A)down (Asus4)
Your (D)sister called from Maryland after (G)eleven
(D)My dad called eleven-thirty
We (G)made plans for the weekend
(D)And later you said you and Kay
(G)Were starting to feel closer now
(D)At least you were not fighting
How could (G)we make time to (A)see her? (Asus4)
(D)I held (A)you, (D)you held your (G)coffee
(D)And we talked, (F#m)(G)Lord, we (A)talked (Asus4)(A)(A/addA)

In the (D)quiet of the night, in the (A)quiet of the night
In the (G*)qu(G/F#)iet (G/E)of (G/D)the (A)night (Asus4)
In the (D)quiet of the night, in the (A)quiet of the night
In the (G*)qu(G/F#)iet (G/E)of (G/D)the (A)night (Ausus4)(A)

And the (D)night before the (G)bombs came (A)down (Asus4)
(D)You were in my arms (Dsus2)(Dsus4)
(G)You were in my arms, and I could hear the world outside
(D)Turning toward the morning (Dsus4)(Dsus2)(D)
Our (G)birch bodies (G/F#)rolling in the (A)dark (Asus4)
In the (G)rolling (G/F#)lover's (A)dark (Asus4)
In the (G)solemn (G/F#)lover's (A)dark (Asus4)

In the (D)quiet of the night, in the (A)quiet of the night
In the (G*)qu(G/F#)iet (G/E)of (G/D)the (A)night
In the (D)quiet of the night, in the (A)quiet of the night
In the (G*)qu(G/F#)iet (G/E)of (G/D)the (A)night (Asus4)
In the (G*)qu(G/F#)iet (G/E)of (G/D)the (A)night (Asus4)
Was the (G*)qu(G/F#)iet (G/E)of (G/D)the (A)night

A WEDDING SONG

Capo II

DaddA: x00235
D/GaddA: 300235
A7addA: x02035

This beautiful song is a real pinky-stretcher. You may actually need to capo up higher in order to reach the fifth fret on the first string. Sure, you may not be able to play along with the CD, but it's better than having finger surgery, I reckon.

Also, after each chorus, where I've written (A7*) there's a little A7-based slide-up sequence (don't you just love the names I give these things?) that I'm not exactly sure about, but it's close. Repeat it twice:
A7: x02020
A7sus: x02030 . . . then just slide the figure up to:
A7whatever: x04050

Intro: (DaddA)(D/GaddA) . . . (DaddA)(D/GaddA)

There's a (DaddA)man who loves a (D/GaddA)woman for her (A7addA)beauty
There's a (DaddA)man who loves a (D/GaddA)woman for her (A7addA)mind
There's a (DaddA)man who loves a woman for the (D/GaddA)loving of a woman
(DaddA)One man loves a (D/GaddA)woman to be (A7addA)kind

And the (G)winters come and the (A)winters go and the (D)frost stays be(G)hind
And every thousand (A)miles takes us (D)further down the line
To (G)know the ways of (A)love you must (D)know the ways of (G)time (A7*)(A7*)

(DaddA)(D/GaddA) . . . (DaddA)(D/GaddA)

And a (DaddA)woman loves a (D/GaddA)man for he is (A7addA)gentle
And a (DaddA)woman loves a (D/GaddA)man for what he's (A7addA)found
There's a (DaddA)woman loves a man cause it feels (D/GaddA)good to love a man
(DaddA)A woman loves a (D/GaddA)man just to (A7addA)keep him around

And the (G)winters come and the (A)winters go and the (D)frost stays be(G)hind
And every thousand (A)miles takes us (D)further down the line
To (G)know the ways of (A)love you must (D)know the ways of (G)time

And at (C)times we do grow (G)worse
And at (C)times we do grow (G)poor
And at (C)times we do grow (G)sick
With a (Em)longing for the (G)longings that we (A)had before

(DaddA)(D/GaddA) . . . (DaddA)(D/GaddA)

And the (DaddA)poets speak of (D/GaddA)love that burns like (A7addA)fire
And the (DaddA)papers never (D/GaddA)speak of love at (A7addA)all
(DaddA)And when I lay my head down on your (D/GaddA)chest, I can hear your breathing
(DaddA)Tell of love that (D/GaddA)rises and that (A7addA)falls

And the (G)winters come and the (A)winters go and the (D)frost stays be(G)hind
And every thousand (A)miles takes us (D)further down the line
To (G)know the ways of (A)love you must (D)know the ways of (G)time

(A7*)(A7*) . . . (D)

SNOW GRAIN STONE . . . Andrea Gaines

Capo II

The little riff that begins and ends this song is fun and simple. But to describe it in detail might take longer than the song. It's basically a series of hammer-ons based off an Am chord. If you really want to learn it, drop me a line and I'll play it for you over the phone. Or something like that.

Intro: (Am)(C)(D) . . . (Am)(E)(Esus4)

We (Am)learn so (C)awkward(D)ly what (Am)snow knows how to (E)do (Esus4)
Ap(Am)proach so (C)hesitant(D)ly, (Am)touch so in(D)frequent(Am)ly
While the good (C)snow (D)courses (Am)down
Holds the hard (C)earth (D)gently and (E)long (Esus4)
(Am)Go(D) and (E)ask the (Am)snow (C)(D) . . . (Am)(E)(Esus4)

We (Am)learn so (C)awkward(D)ly what (Am)stones know how to (E)do (Esus4)
Stand (Am)firm so (C)hesitant(D)ly, (Am)stay so in(D)frequent(Am)ly
While the good (C)stones (D)all re(Am)main
Stable and (C)sure, change (D)slow with the (E)rain (Esus4)
(Am)Go(D) and (E)ask the (Am)stone (C)(D) . . . (Am)(C)(E)(Esus4)

(Am)(C)(D) . . . (Am)(D) . . . (Am)(D) . . . (Am)(D) . . . (Am)(D)

We (Am)learn so (C)awkward(D)ly what (Am)grain knows how to (E)do (Esus4)
Re(Am)joice so (C)hesitant(D)ly, we (Am)sing so in(D)frequent(Am)ly
While the good (C)grain (D)sways a(Am)long
Bends with the (C)wind, (D)gives her a (E)song (Esus4)
(Am)Go(D) and (E)ask the (Am)grain (C)(D)
(Am)Go(D) and (E)ask the (Am)grain (C)(D)
(Am)Go(D)
(Am)Go(D)
(Am)Go(D) . . . (Am)

RAPHAEL

Intro: (Am)(F)(C)(G) . . . (Am)(F)(C)(G) . . . (Am)(F)(C)(G)

In the (Am)cool hour of the (F)evening
The (Am)garden gold and (F)breathing
My (Am)lover at my (F)hand
Two (C)virgins in the (G)land
And (Am)angels on the (F)wing
Des(C)cending as they (G)sing
Rapha(Am)e(F)l (C)oh(G) Rapha(Am)e(F)l (C)(G)

Oh (Am)how it made you (F)warm
To (Am)see my lover's (F)form
Who'd (Am)think a human (F)touch
Could (C)make an angel (G)blush
And (Am)you'd leave grudging(F)ly
As (C)if you envied (G)me
Rapha(Am)e(F)l (C)oh(G) Rapha(Am)e(F)l (C)(G)

Oh you'd (Am)linger just to (F)talk
For (Am)hours as we'd (F)walk
Your (Am)feet burned on the (F)hills
You (C)never had your (G)fill
Was it (Am)you who brought us (F)fire
On (C)your wings of de(G)sire
Rapha(Am)e(F)l (C)oh(G) Rapha(Am)e(F)l
(C)Oh(G) Rapha(Am)e(F)l (C)oh(G) Rapha(Am)el (F)(C)(G)

Break: (Bm)(G) . . . 8x

Oh and (Am)when the earth grew (F)cold
The (Am)vision would not (F)hold
(Am)Heaven closed its (F)doors
We never (C)see you any(G)more
And our (Am)voices fill the (F)air
Like a (C)table or a (G)chair
(Am)Raphael (F) (C)oh(G) Rapha(Am)el (F)(C)(G)

But I (Am)swear there's still an (F)ember
Of (Am)paradise re(F)membered
A (Am)certain shade of (F)blue
The (C)nakedness we (G)knew
And I (Am)wonder if you (F)keep
The feel of (Am)grass beneath your (F)feet
And when you (Am)seraphim em(F)brace
Now does the (C)blood rise in your (G)face
Rapha(Am)e(F)l (C)oh(G) Rapha(Am)e(F)l
(C)Oh(G) Rapha(Am)e(F)l (C)oh(G)(Am)(F)
(C)Rapha(G)el Rapha(Am)el (F)
(C)Oh Rapha(G)el Rapha(Am)el (F)
(C)Oh Rapha(G)el Rapha(Am)el (F)(Am)(F)
(Am)(F)(C)(G)(Am)

WAITING FOR THE GOOD HUMOR MAN

Cadd9: x32033

Intro: (G)(D)(Cadd9) . . . (G)(D)(Cadd9)

I am (G)waiting for the (D)Good Humor (G)Man (Cadd9)(G)
To come driving his white truck down my street a(Cadd9)gain
And the neighborhood (G)kids doing (Cadd9)skids on their (G)bicycles
(C)Over and (C/B)over a(D)gain (Dsus2)(Dsus4)(D)

We were (Em)all out of school, just (D/F#)trying to be cool
Catch a (C)ride to the (C/B) Y and go (Am)pee in the (D)pool
(G)Waiting for the (D)Good Humor (Cadd9)man
(D)Waiting for the Good (G)Humor man (D)(Cadd9)

I am (G)waiting for the (D)Good Humor (G)man (Cadd9)(G)
With his rock and roll haircut and his lazy girl(Cadd9)friend
Selling rockets on a (G)stick and (Cadd9)clicking out his (G)change
As if (Cadd9)nothing had (D)changed (Dsus2)(Dsus4)(D)

And at (Em)night on the tube
They would (D/F#)walk on the moon
And (C)nobody (C/B)cared how much (Am)money we (D)blew
(G)Waiting for the (D)Good Humor (Cadd9)man
(D)Waiting for the Good (G)Humor man (D)(Cadd9)

Oh now (G)(D)(Cadd9)
Alright (G)(D)(Cadd9)
They'd sing yeah yeah (G)yeah(D)(Cadd9)

I am (G)waiting for the (D)Good Humor (G)man (Cadd9)(G)
In the dog days of summer when the cellar teams (Cadd9)win
And some go off to (G)war
And the (Cadd9)rest burn (G)down the store
And the (C)dream (C/B)grows (Am)dim (Am/G)(D)(Dsus2)(Dsus4)(D)

But he's (Em)ringing his bell
And the (D/F#)kitchen doors slam
And the (C)kids all turn (C/B)out with their (Am)quarters in their (D)hands (Dsus2)(Dsus4)(D)
Oh (G)waiting for the (D)Good Humor (Cadd9)man
(D)Waiting for the Good (G)Humor man (D)(Cadd9)
Oh (G)waiting for the (D)Good Humor (Cadd9)man
(D)Waiting for the Good (G)Humor man (D)(Cadd9)
I am (G)waiting (D)(Cadd9)
Oh I am (G)waiting (D)(Cadd9) . . . for the Good Humor (G)man (D)(Cadd9)(G)

THIS MOUNTAIN

C: x32033

Intro: (G)(C) . . . (G)(C)

(G)This is not an (D)age of faith
(C)This is not an age of (D)miracles
(G)We don't believe any(D)thing they say
(C)We don't believe any(D)thing at all
(Em)But when De(D)cember comes and (C)grabs you by the (G)throat (G/F#)
(Em)Better look for (D)something burning (C)deep inside your (D)coat

CHORUS:
From the top of this (C)mountain
I can see (G)Canaan
The blue of the (D)vineyard
And the gold of the (G)grain
Right across that (C)river
Candles (G)flicker
If I didn't know (D)better
(C)I'd call it a (G)dream (C) . . . (G)(C)

(G)The walls of (D)Jericho
(C)And the walls of Jer(D)usalem
(G)Came tumbling down (D)long ago
(C)And they never got (D)built again
(Em)Will you stand in the (D)rubble where the (C)rocks and bullets (G)whine (G/F#)
(Em)Will you stand in the (D)garden, reach your (C)hand across the (D)line

CHORUS

(Em)In the (D)eyeless streets of (C)Gaza (D)
(Em)In the (D)shadow of the Golan (C)Heights (D)
(Em)In the (D)fortress of Ma(C)sada (D)
(Em)Through (D)centuries of (C)night (D)
(Em)One (D)light was always (C)burning (D)
(Em)Even (D)when the fuel was (C)gone (D)
(Em)One (D)light was always (C)burning (D)
(G) (D)And the light burns (C)on (D)

CHORUS

THE VISIT

Capo VI

Intro: (G)(Em7)(C)(D/F#)

Well (G)I never go to visit my mother
Like my (Em7)father and my brother do
I can't (C)stand the constant traffic
On Belmont Ave(G)nue (D/F#)

And the (G)pious old men in their coats and beards
Who ap(Em7)pear as if on cue
For a (C)small donation
They'll say the mourner's prayer for (G)you

(Am7)Some might say I've got a (D/F#)heart of stone
But I (G)think if that were true
I'd (Am7)get along better
(D/F#)With the dead than I (G)do

Well (G)I never go to visit my mother
Like my (Em7)father and my brother do
I can't (C)stand the constant traffic
On Belmont Ave(G)nue