Jethro Tull – White Innocence (Guitar)

Dm                          Gm
She drifted from some minor festival

F                              Eb
Didn't look like any summer of love

Eb                      F        Gm
Just a thousand weekend warriors in a muddy field

Dm                         C
She was the hand to fit my glove

Bb               C                Dsus4
Funny thing, the innocence of the lonely

Bb               C            Dm
Funny thing, the charm of the young

Dm                              Gm
See how she moves just like two angels (in white innocence)

F                         Eb
Yet one of them is on the run

Eb             F                 Gm
The other's tapping at my car window

Dm                            C
And I'm squinting through the sun

Bb               C                       Dsus4                
Trying to see if she's some child of the nineties

Bb        C                          Dsus4                              
Or just another dangerous fantasy of mine

Gm
Yeah. White innocence

Gm
She was white innocence

Dm                        Gm
A perfect hole was in her stocking:

F                               Eb
It made a perfect window to her heart

Eb            F               Gm                                 
I could have moved among her waterfalls

Dm                       C
Her misty curtains drawn apart

Dm                            Gm
Did she see warm safety in my numbers

F                            Eb
To want to hitch a ride this way?

Eb              F                    Gm
 Felt like I was taking her to market now

Dm                                 C
To be sold as the last lot of the day

Bb               C               Dsus4                                     
Funny thing, the distance of the lonely

Bb               C            Dm                     
Funny thing, the charm of the young

Gm
White innocence

Dm                                    C                                        
She pressed the button, lowered the window

F                         C                 G
Let her hand trail in the slipstream of the night

F                              C
A frost from nowhere seemed to lick her fingers

Bb                                C             Dm
I could have warmed them, but the moment wasn't right

Dm                                 C
Obvious, she was headed nowhere special

F                             C  G
Yes, well it was even obvious to me

F                                 C
I was doing some, some watching, some waiting

Bb                           C      Dm                       
She'd been here before, most definitely

Dm                             Gm
There was the promise of early bed-time

 F                                 Eb
There was the promise of heaven on earth

Eb          F                        Gm
Think I was sending out low-voltage electricity

Dm                                   C
Played it right down for what it was worth

Dm                             Gm
She turned and looked at me in white innocence

F                                     Eb
And with the clearest eyes of forever grey

Eb                   F          Gm
She rested one small hand for a second on my knee:

Dm                            C
I stopped the car. She walked away

Bb               C             Dsus4                             
Funny thing, the wisdom of the lonely

Bb               C            Dm
Funny thing, the charm of the young

            Gm
Away you go now