All the riders on the rise
[Fmaj7]Circlers from every side
All the riders on the rise
Circlers from every side
[Am]Eyes up!
Light floods ar[G]ound
in a yellow shadow after night
Comes down
in a grand fall (?)
in a dull dumb swipe.
And all?s white.
[C]Fire painting on the pines
[Fmaj7]And hawks above the timber-line
Water weeping from the ice
Water weeping from the ice
[Am]Heat is lost
Winter rocks into a lonely bo[G]xwood grove
And quiet snowfall
Smothers all of the lawns
Where the ladies coughed and cried,
[Fmaj7]"I don't want to be there w[G]hen it's time!"
[C]The dying stag is on his side
[Fmaj7]The dying stag is on his side
The wind is beating through the briers
The wind is beating through the briers
The dying stag is on his side
The dying stag is on his side
The wind is beating through the briers
The wind is beating through the briers
[Am]Waves on the graves of the saints
Dull g[G]rey as the sea pushes land away
Dull ache when you wake
Grey smoke shows the way you walk
down by when it?s time
[Fmaj7]I don't want to be there w[G]hen it's time
To go d[Em]own, down
[F]I don't want to go down there alone
Down down
I don't want to go down there alone
[Em]Dow[F]n down down down
Down down down down
Down down
Down down
Down down
Down down
Ooh
[Fmaj7]Circlers from every side
All the riders on the rise
Circlers from every side
[Am]Eyes up!
Light floods ar[G]ound
in a yellow shadow after night
Comes down
in a grand fall (?)
in a dull dumb swipe.
And all?s white.
[C]Fire painting on the pines
[Fmaj7]And hawks above the timber-line
Water weeping from the ice
Water weeping from the ice
[Am]Heat is lost
Winter rocks into a lonely bo[G]xwood grove
And quiet snowfall
Smothers all of the lawns
Where the ladies coughed and cried,
[Fmaj7]"I don't want to be there w[G]hen it's time!"
[C]The dying stag is on his side
[Fmaj7]The dying stag is on his side
The wind is beating through the briers
The wind is beating through the briers
The dying stag is on his side
The dying stag is on his side
The wind is beating through the briers
The wind is beating through the briers
[Am]Waves on the graves of the saints
Dull g[G]rey as the sea pushes land away
Dull ache when you wake
Grey smoke shows the way you walk
down by when it?s time
[Fmaj7]I don't want to be there w[G]hen it's time
To go d[Em]own, down
[F]I don't want to go down there alone
Down down
I don't want to go down there alone
[Em]Dow[F]n down down down
Down down down down
Down down
Down down
Down down
Down down
Ooh