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Here are the chords to the Grateful Dead’s song Rosemary.
Lyrics by Robert Hunter/Music by Jerry Garcia.
From the album Aoxomoxoa.
Chords figured by Insane Carnation. [email protected]
Upon listening to this song the lyrics are fuzzy due to the wonderful
Filter on the vocals, giving it that creepy haunting sound. i have found
No less than three different official words to the first line, some
Funnier than others. Swath of heaven… to (what i hear) Scents of
Heather…, the one here is from Hunter’s book _Box of Rain_. That, to
Me, is the final word, aye?
i also found that the chords listed in a certain music book are
Very close, but not exact. Perhaps neither are mine, but here they are.
As always, corrections are welcome…
E (7th fret) D (5th fret)
Her boots were of leather, a breath of cologne
A Bm A E
Her mirror was the window, she sat quite alone.
E F#
All around her the garden then grew
A Bm A E
Scarlet and purple and crimson and blue.
E D
She came and she went and at last went away
A Bm A E
Her garden was sealed when the flowers decayed.
E F#
On the wall of the garden a legend did say:
A Bm A Bm
No one may come here since no one may stay_____.
Enjoy this haunting mandrigal…
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Here are the chords to the Grateful Dead’s song Rosemary.
Lyrics by Robert Hunter/Music by Jerry Garcia.
From the album Aoxomoxoa.
Chords figured by Insane Carnation. [email protected]
Upon listening to this song the lyrics are fuzzy due to the wonderful
Filter on the vocals, giving it that creepy haunting sound. i have found
No less than three different official words to the first line, some
Funnier than others. Swath of heaven… to (what i hear) Scents of
Heather…, the one here is from Hunter’s book _Box of Rain_. That, to
Me, is the final word, aye?
i also found that the chords listed in a certain music book are
Very close, but not exact. Perhaps neither are mine, but here they are.
As always, corrections are welcome…
E (7th fret) D (5th fret)
Her boots were of leather, a breath of cologne
A Bm A E
Her mirror was the window, she sat quite alone.
E F#
All around her the garden then grew
A Bm A E
Scarlet and purple and crimson and blue.
E D
She came and she went and at last went away
A Bm A E
Her garden was sealed when the flowers decayed.
E F#
On the wall of the garden a legend did say:
A Bm A Bm
No one may come here since no one may stay_____.
Enjoy this haunting mandrigal…
