Phil Ochs – Changes (Guitar)

G           A             D            Em
  Sit by my side, come as close as the air,

G            A         F#m        Bm           Em
  Share in a memory of gray, and wander in my words,

A                 D               Em A     A  D
  dream about the pictures that I play, of changes.

G                 A           D           Em
  Green leaves of summer, turn red in the fall, to

G            A           F#m       Bm                Em
brown and to yellow they fade, and then they have to die,

A                    D           Em A       A D
  trapped within the circle time parade, of changes.

G              A                D          Em
  Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind,

G            A            F#m         Bm          Em
  Visions of shadows that shine, 'til one day I returned, and

A                   D              Em A      A D
found they were the victims of the vines, of changes.

    G                A         D             Em
The world's spinning madly, it drifts in the dark,

G                  A         F#m     Bm              Em
  Swings through a hollow of haze, a race around the stars, a

A                      D     Em A         A D
journey through the universe ablaze, with changes.

G            A          D           Em
  Moments of magic will glow in the night, all

G              A          F#m       Bm               Em
  fears of the forest are gone, but when the morning breaks, they're

A             D               Em A     A D
swept away by golden drops of dawn, of changes.

G               A          D          Em
  Passions will part, to a strange melody, as

G          A              F#m        Bm            Em
fires will sometimes burn cold, like petals in the wind, we're

A              D                 Em A      A D
puppets to the silver strings of souls, of changes.

     G             A              D               Em
Your tears will be trembling, now we're somewhere else, one

G           A            F#m            Bm                Em
last cup of wine we will pour, and I'll kiss you one more time and

A                D             Em A       A D
leave you on the rolling river shores, of changes.

   G         A             D            Em
So sit by my side, come as close as the air,

G            A         F#m       Bm           Em
  Share in a memory of gray, and wander in my words,

A                 D               Em A     A D
  dream about the pictures that I play, of changes.