Quite Rightly So:Procol Harum.
#50 in UK in 1968.
INTRO: Dm C G
#1.
G D B7 Em G
For you whose eyes were opened wide....whilst mine
C
refused to see.
G D B7 Em G C
I'm sore in need of saving grace....be kind and humour me.
B7 Em C A G D
I'm lost amidst a sea of wheat..... where people speak,
C D
but seldom meet.
G C
And grief and laughter, strange but true...although they die,
G Dm C
they seldom crrrrrry.
#2.
G D B7 Em G
An ode by any other name, yeah.....I know might read more
C
sweet.
G D B7 Em G C
Perhaps the sun will never shine....up..on my field of wheat.
B7 Em C A G D C
But still in closing, let me say.......for those too sick, yeah,
D G C
too sick to see..though nothing shows, yes, someone knows..
C G D
I wish that one was me.
(INTERLUDE:) G D B7 Em G C (2x)..B7 Em G D
#3.
G D B7 Em G
An ode by any other name, yeah.....I know might read more
C
sweet.
G D B7 Em G C
Perhaps the sun will never shine....up..on my field of wheat.
B7 Em C A G D
But still in closing, let me say.......for those too sick,
C D G C
too sick to see..though nothing shows, yes, someone knows..
C G D
I wish that one was me.
OUTRO:
G C
Though nothing shows....yes, someone knows..
C G
I wish that one was me.
G C
Though nothing shows....yes, someone knows..
C G
I wish that one was me..(Fade.)
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.
