[Intro]
[G] [Am]
[Verse 1]
[G]Oh T[D]ule, it's[G] on account of y[C]ou that I've been wee[G]ping
[D]Here behind my [Em]hand
[C]It's lonesome in my heart's [G]land, as the sa[C]nds of the des[D]ert
[Verse 2]
[G]Oh, [D]tell me, why w[G]as it always [C]you, who, through the c[G]hanges
[D]You, who always [Em]sang
and pl[C]ayed while the green vespers r[G]ang
In the he[C]art of the hil[D]lside
[D]It's a sad song we al[C]ways seem to be sing[D]ing to e[C]ach ot[G]her
You and [C]me, sweet and slightly out of [Bm]key
Like the s[Em]ound of a running down call[C]iope[G][C][G][D]
[Verse 3]
[G]Oh T[D]ule, it's[G] once I was your k[C]night in golden a[G]rmor
With the [D]sun behind my [Em]hair
And my [C]music filled the [G]air
with s[C]ymbols and [D]lightning!
[Verse 4]
[G]Oh t[D]ell me, now [G]can't you see I'm [C]changing like the [G]seasons?
My h[D]air is growing [Em]dark
And there's [C]no room left in the a[G]rk
for a l[C]ark with a br[D]oken wing
[D]It's a sad song we al[C]ways seem to be sing[D]ing t[C]o each[G] other
You and [C]me, sweet and slightly out of [Bm]key
Like the s[Em]ound of a running down call[C]iope[G][C][G][D]
[Verse 5]
[G]Oh T[D]ule, it's[G] on account of you[C] that I'll be lea[G]ving
'C[D]ross the deep salt [Em]sea
W[C]hatever wild worlds I may s[G]ee,
will be e[C]mpty without [D]you
[D]It's a sad song we al[C]ways seem to be sing[D]ing it t[C]o each[G] other
And a ch[C]ild's voice, so tender and out of [Bm]tune
Does he [Em]ask if I'll be coming home [C]soon?
Does he [D]ask if I'll be coming home [G]soon?
[G] [Am]
[Verse 1]
[G]Oh T[D]ule, it's[G] on account of y[C]ou that I've been wee[G]ping
[D]Here behind my [Em]hand
[C]It's lonesome in my heart's [G]land, as the sa[C]nds of the des[D]ert
[Verse 2]
[G]Oh, [D]tell me, why w[G]as it always [C]you, who, through the c[G]hanges
[D]You, who always [Em]sang
and pl[C]ayed while the green vespers r[G]ang
In the he[C]art of the hil[D]lside
[D]It's a sad song we al[C]ways seem to be sing[D]ing to e[C]ach ot[G]her
You and [C]me, sweet and slightly out of [Bm]key
Like the s[Em]ound of a running down call[C]iope[G][C][G][D]
[Verse 3]
[G]Oh T[D]ule, it's[G] once I was your k[C]night in golden a[G]rmor
With the [D]sun behind my [Em]hair
And my [C]music filled the [G]air
with s[C]ymbols and [D]lightning!
[Verse 4]
[G]Oh t[D]ell me, now [G]can't you see I'm [C]changing like the [G]seasons?
My h[D]air is growing [Em]dark
And there's [C]no room left in the a[G]rk
for a l[C]ark with a br[D]oken wing
[D]It's a sad song we al[C]ways seem to be sing[D]ing t[C]o each[G] other
You and [C]me, sweet and slightly out of [Bm]key
Like the s[Em]ound of a running down call[C]iope[G][C][G][D]
[Verse 5]
[G]Oh T[D]ule, it's[G] on account of you[C] that I'll be lea[G]ving
'C[D]ross the deep salt [Em]sea
W[C]hatever wild worlds I may s[G]ee,
will be e[C]mpty without [D]you
[D]It's a sad song we al[C]ways seem to be sing[D]ing it t[C]o each[G] other
And a ch[C]ild's voice, so tender and out of [Bm]tune
Does he [Em]ask if I'll be coming home [C]soon?
Does he [D]ask if I'll be coming home [G]soon?
