2 acessos
C B Em B C B Em Em [Verse 1] C B Em C G B "Oh I know that you are an artist" she said, “for you make your songs out of clay. C B Em C G B You carry the dust on your hands and your face, you never quite brushed it away C Am G D You were trying to chisel a perfect truth, when the instrument broke in your hand Am C Bsus4 B Now you seat all alone on the greenhouse roof, with your shoes full of sand“. Em G D C G B Em And the golden rays of the sun divide In the slanting mists of the rain. And Maggie, is on the road again [Verse 2] C B Em C G B "Oh I know that you are a sailor" she said, "Till you came too close to the shore. C B Em C G B And like any shipwrecked sailor now, you live by an open door C Am G D And when evening sails in the masts of the trees, your feet seem to slip on the ground Am C Bsus4 B And you long for the little ship In which you can safely drown" Em G D C And the silver mounds of the waves divide at the feet of the wind and the rain. G B Em And Maggie, is far at the sea again [Verse 3] C B Em C G B "Oh I know that you are an outlaw" she said, “and you robbed both the rich and the poor. C B Em C G B Now you seek my bed like a sanctuary, but you keep one eye on the door C Am G D And you press my hand in the dead of the night, and say I can heal all your wounds Am C Bsus4 B In the morning your eyes just look hunted again, you'll be leaving soon" Em G D C And the silver, rays of the moon divide In the slanting mists of the rain. G B Em And Maggie, is on the prowl again [Verse 4] C B Em C G B "Oh I know that you are an artist" she said, “for you make your songs out of clay. C B Em C G B You carry the dust on your hands and your face, you never quite brushed it away C Am G D And you work with your back to an open door, while the light is beginning to fade Am C Bsus4 B And the windows are liquid the sky is alive, and the night is jade“ Em G D C And the silver rays of the moon divide In the slanting mists of the rain G B Em B And Maggie, is on the road again. [Outro] Em G D C And the silver rays of the moon divide at the feet of the wind and the rain. G B Em And Maggie, I'm at your door again