Greatful Dead - Eyes Of The World

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Band name Greatful Dead
Song name Eyes Of The World
Tab type Chords
Added 05/16/2008
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	            Eyes of the World- Greatful Dead
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Tabbed by: $HovaCheese$
Email:  Jsw20011@yahoo.com

Tuning: Standard  EADGBE
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Verse 1

E7                 A                   Bm  A
Right outside this, Lazy summer home.

E7                              A               E7   Bm A
You ain't got time to call your, soul a critic, no.

A                  C#m      B                       A
Right outside the lazy gate, of winter's summer home,

C#m                  A                D                A
Wonderin' where the nut thatch winters, wings a mile long

       E          A     E    A  C
Just carried the bird away.


Chorus
G                        C                       G      C
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world.
 
    G                          C                            G   C  C#
The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own.
 
D                      C                         G              C
Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings.
 
    G                          C                         D   Bm  A  E7
The heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own.


Verse 2

E7                     A                         E7    Bm  A
There comes a redeemer, and he slowly too fades away.

E7                      A                               E7   Bm A
There follows his wagon, behind him that's loaded with clay.

A                         C#m                           B     A
The seeds that were silent,  all burst into bloom and decay,

E                           A                         E   D C
Night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day.


Chorus
G                        C                       G      C
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world.
 
    G                          C                            G   C  C#
The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own.
 
D                      C                         G              C
Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings.
 
    G                          C                         D   Bm  A  E7
The heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own.


Verse 3

E7                   A                       E7   Bm  A
Sometimes we live no particular way but our own.

E7                     A                         E7     Bm  A
Sometimes we visit your country and live in your home.

A                          C#m   B                    A
Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone,

E                            A                          E    D   C
Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own.


Chorus
G                        C                       G      C
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world.
 
    G                          C                            G    C  C#
The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own.
 
D                      C                         G              C
Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings.
 
    G                          C                         D   Bm  A  E7
The heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own.