Crosby, Stills & Nash – Cathedral (Guitar)

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 Six o' clock

                    B 
 In the morning, I feel pretty good

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 So I dropped into the luxury of the Lords

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 Fighting dragons and crossing swords

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 With the people against the hordes

      C#m
 Who came to conquer.

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 Seven o'clock

                 B  
 In the morning, here it comes

                              F#m
 I taste the warning and I am so amazed

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 I'm here today, seeing things so clear this way

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 In the car and on my way

    C#m
 To Stonehenge.

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 I'm flying in Winchester cathedral

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 Sunlight pouring through the break of day.

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 Stumbled through the door and into the chamber;

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 There's a lady setting flowers on a table covered lace

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 And a cleaner in the distance finds a cobweb on a face

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 And a feeling deep inside of me tells me

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 This can't be the place

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 I'm flying in Winchester cathedral.

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 All religion has to have its day

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 Expressions on the face of the Saviour

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 Made me say

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 I can't stay.

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 Open up the gates of the church and let me out of here!

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 Too many people have lied in the name of Christ

     B                   
 For anyone to heed the call.

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 So many people have died in the name of Christ

        B                   
 That I can't believe it all.

             F#m                                             B/F#
 And now I'm standing on the grave of a soldier that died in 1799

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 And the day he died it was a birthday

       B/F#
 And I noticed it was mine.

        F#m
 And my head didn't know just who I was

            B/F#
 And I went spinning back in time.

          C#m           B
 And I am high upon the altar

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 High upon the altar, high.

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 I'm flying in Winchester cathedral,

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 It's hard enough to drink the wine.

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 The air inside just hangs in delusion,

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 But given time,

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 I'll be fine.

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 Open up the gates of the church and let me out of here!

          C#m                                
 Too many people have lied in the name of Christ

     B                   
 For anyone to heed the call.

          C#m
 So many people have died in the name of Christ

        B                   
 That I can't believe it all.

             F#m                                             B/F#
 And now I'm standing on the grave of a soldier that died in 1799

         F#m      
 And the day he died it was a birthday

       B/F#
 And I noticed it was mine.

        F#m
 And my head didn't know just who I was

            B/F#
 And I went spinning back in time.

          C#m           B
 And I am high upon the altar

   C#m         B         F#m             
 High upon the altar, high.