[ Предположительная тональность: G ] PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# Date: Fri, 29 Nov 1996 11:40:22 EST-10 From: MENDE JOVESKISubject: Chords: Chimes of freedom - The Byrds I heard this version on this "The best of Tour of Duty" CD that I found at my local library, fell in love it, work out the music and lyrics (hope it's right), and decided to post it here. Great lyrics. (what do expect anyway if it's written by Dylan!) Here comes: Chimes of Freedom - The Byrds (B. Dylan) (Not sure of the exact album, but it should be on their compilations like the box set ect). Arr. Mende Joveski Chords Used: Am x02210 C x32010 C/B x22010 C9 x32033 D xx0232 Dsus4 xx0233 G 320033 intro: G C C/B D Dsus4 C D G G C9 Far between sundowns finish G C9 And midnights broken toll G C9 D C We ducked inside the doorway - thunder crashing G C9 As majestic bells of bolts G C9 Struck shadows in the sounds G C9 D G Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing CHORUS: D Flashing for the warriors G C9 G Whose strength is not to fight D G Flashing for the refugees Am D On the unarmed road of flight G C9 And for each and every underdog G C9 Soldier in the night G C9 D G And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing 2nd verse: Even though the clouds white curtain, in the far off corner flashed And the hynotic splattered mist was slowly lifting Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting Chorus: Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless seeking trail For the lonesome hearted lovers with too personal a tale And for each unharmful gentle soul, misplaced inside a jail And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Dee dee dee dee dee (ect) 3rd verse: Starry eyed and laughing, as I recall when we were caught Can't find no track of ours for they hang suspended And we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look Spellbound and swallowed until the tolling ended Chorus: Tolling for the aching ones, whose wounds cannot be nursed For the countless confused accused misused strung out ones and worse And for each and every hung up person in the whole wide universe And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Dee dee dee dee dee-da (ect) It sounds right to me but if you have any suggestions or insults, I await them all. Mende Joveski: joveski@bunyip.ph.rmit.edu.au