From memory and long-accustomed usage ;-)
Winter Song
Lindisfarne (Alan Hull)
Transcribed for solo (12-string) guitar by
Dexter N. Muir (D.N.Muir@massey.ac.nz)
Intro:
, . . , . . , . . . , , , . . , . . , . . . , , , . . , . .
/ \ /
, . . .', , , . . , . . , . . . , , , . . , . , , . . .' ,
\ h h h
Other Chords (in order of first occurrence):
[D] [Ddim] [D7] [G] [Bm] [Em] [G7] [C] [A] [Gm] [Dsus4]
Verse 1:
When [D]Winter's shadowy [Ddim]fingers first pur[D7]sue you down the street
And your [G]boots no longer [Bm]lie about the [Em]cold around your [G7]feet
Do you [C]spare a thought for [Em]Summer whose [A]passage is complete
Whose [D]memories lie in [Ddim]ruins and whose [D7]ruins lie in heat
Gm G A (D Dsus4, D, Dsus4, D)x2
When Winter.... comes howling in.
Verse 2:
When the wind is singing strangely, blowing music through your head
And your rain-splattered windows make you decide to stay in bed
Do you spare a thought for the homeless tramp who wishes he was dead
Or do you pull your bed-clothes higher, dream of Summertime instead,
When Winter.... comes howling in.
Verse 3:
The creeping cold has fingers that caress without permission
And mystic crystal snowdrops only aggravate the condition
Do you spare a thought for the gypsy with no secure position
Who's turned and spurned by village and town and the Magistrate's decision,
When Winter.... comes howling in.
Verse 4:
When the turkey's in the oven and the Christmas presents are bought
And Santa's in his module - he's an American astronaut -
Do you spare a thought for Jesus, who had nothing but his thoughts,
Who got busted - just for talking, and befriending the wrong sorts,
When Winter.... comes howling in.
Gm G A Intro....
When Winter.... comes howling in.
p.s. I consider this to be one of the most potent Christian songs ever
written. I am not Christian myself, but the sentiments expressed apply
universally to all Masters, their followers' attitudes, and their
remembrance... particularly Verse 4...
Dexter N. Muir Manufacturing Pilot Plant Technician
D.N.Muir@massey.ac.nz Department of Production Technology
Massey University, Palmerston North, New Zealand
Winter Song
Lindisfarne (Alan Hull)
Transcribed for solo (12-string) guitar by
Dexter N. Muir (D.N.Muir@massey.ac.nz)
Intro:
, . . , . . , . . . , , , . . , . . , . . . , , , . . , . .
e 35----5----- 5-------5-5- 53----3----- 3-------3-3- 35----5-----
B 57----7----- 7-------7-7- 75----5----- 5-------5-5- 57----7-----
G 46----6----- 6-------6-6- 64----4----- 4-------4-4- 46----6-----
D 00----0----- 0-------0-0- 00----0----- 0-------0-0- 00----0-----
A ------------ ------------ ------------ ------------ ------------
E ------------ ------------ ------------ ------------ ------------
/ \ /
, . . .', , , . . , . . , . . . , , , . . , . , , . . .' ,
e 5------99-5- 53----3----- 3-------3-0- 2-----02--0- 2------23-23
B 7-------7-7- 75----5----- 5-------5-0- 3-----33--3- 3------33-33
G 6-------6-6- 64----4----- 4-------4-0- 2-----03--0- 2------22-22
D 0-------0-0- 00----0----- 0-------0--- 0-----00--0- 0-----------
A ------------ ------------ ------------ ------------ ------------
E ------------ ------------ ------------ ------------ ------------
\ h h h
Other Chords (in order of first occurrence):
[D] [Ddim] [D7] [G] [Bm] [Em] [G7] [C] [A] [Gm] [Dsus4]
e--2----2----2---3---2----0---1--0--0---3----3--
B--3----2----1---0---3----0---0--1--2---3----3--
G--2----2----2---0---4----0---0--0--2---3----2--
D--0----0----0---0---4----2---0--2--2---0----0--
A----------------x---2----2---2--3--0---x-------
E----------------3--------0---3---------3-------
Verse 1:
When [D]Winter's shadowy [Ddim]fingers first pur[D7]sue you down the street
And your [G]boots no longer [Bm]lie about the [Em]cold around your [G7]feet
Do you [C]spare a thought for [Em]Summer whose [A]passage is complete
Whose [D]memories lie in [Ddim]ruins and whose [D7]ruins lie in heat
Gm G A (D Dsus4, D, Dsus4, D)x2
When Winter.... comes howling in.
Verse 2:
When the wind is singing strangely, blowing music through your head
And your rain-splattered windows make you decide to stay in bed
Do you spare a thought for the homeless tramp who wishes he was dead
Or do you pull your bed-clothes higher, dream of Summertime instead,
When Winter.... comes howling in.
Verse 3:
The creeping cold has fingers that caress without permission
And mystic crystal snowdrops only aggravate the condition
Do you spare a thought for the gypsy with no secure position
Who's turned and spurned by village and town and the Magistrate's decision,
When Winter.... comes howling in.
Verse 4:
When the turkey's in the oven and the Christmas presents are bought
And Santa's in his module - he's an American astronaut -
Do you spare a thought for Jesus, who had nothing but his thoughts,
Who got busted - just for talking, and befriending the wrong sorts,
When Winter.... comes howling in.
Gm G A Intro....
When Winter.... comes howling in.
p.s. I consider this to be one of the most potent Christian songs ever
written. I am not Christian myself, but the sentiments expressed apply
universally to all Masters, their followers' attitudes, and their
remembrance... particularly Verse 4...
Dexter N. Muir Manufacturing Pilot Plant Technician
D.N.Muir@massey.ac.nz Department of Production Technology
Massey University, Palmerston North, New Zealand
