Standard (EADGBE)

I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream

Ah, child of countless trees.

Ah, chile of boundless seas

What you are; what you're meant to be

(add )

(Music is same for 2nd verse)

Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac

I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back

Come wash the nightime clean.

Come grow the scorched ground green.

Blow the horn, tap the tambourine.

Close the gap of the dark years in between

You and me, cassidy.

Quick beats in an icy heart

Catch-colt draws a coffin cart

There he goes and how here she starts

Hear her cry

Flight of the sea-birds

Scattered like the lost words

Wheel to the storm and fly

Faring thee well, now let your life proceed by it's own design

Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm done with mine.

Faring thee well

Song ends with a jam in F

I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream,

I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream

Ah, child of countless trees, ah, child of boundless seas

What you are, what you're meant to be

Speaks his name though you were born to me, born to me, Cassidy.

2. Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac,

I can tell by the way you smile he is rolling back

Come wash the nighttime clean, come grow the scorched ground green

Blow the horn and tap the tambourine,

Close the gap on the dark years in between you and me, Cassidy.

Quick beats of an icy heart, catch colt(?) draws a coffin cart

There he goes and now here she starts, hear her cry

Flight of the seabirds,

Scattered like lost words

Wheel to the storm and fly

(Go through the verse chords again)

[2x]:

Faring the well now, let your life proceed by its own design

Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours I'm done with mine

Finally, go back to the "flight of the seabirds" bit and end on "fly"

That, more or less, is it. Good luck.

Alec

"Perhaps the only true dignity of man is his capacity to despise himself."

---George Santayana, _The Ethics of Spinoza_

CASSIDY- The Grateful Dead

I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream

I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream

Ah, child of countless trees

Ah, child of boundless seas

What you are, what you're meant to be

Speaks his name, though you were born to me

Born to me, Cassidy

Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac

I can tell by the way you smiled, he is rolling back

Come wash the nightime clean

Come grow the scorched ground green

Blow the horn, tap the tambourine

Close the gap of the dark years in between

You and me, cassidy

Bridge

Quick beats in an icy heart

Catch-colt draws a coffin cart

There he goes and now here she starts

Hear her cry

(Do do do) Flight of the seabird

(Do do do) Scattered like the lost words

(Do do do) Wheel to the storm and fly

Fare thee well, now let your life proceed by it's own design

Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm done with mine

(repeat)