Flickering Flame
Tuning:E
E
When my neurons conspire to direct my thoughts
A
Away from divorce and competitive sports
E B
Back to the place where all rivers run to the sea
A E
Then I......I shall be free
A E
Yes I.......I shall be free
C
On a see-saw in a strange land
F
The jackdaw sat on the cardinals hand
C
And the fiddlers played
And the planners plan what would be
G G7 G G7
C
On a back seat in a court room
F
sat Molly Malone and Leopold Bloom
C
Until the police came down with a new broom
And swept them clean
G G7 G G7
Am
Like Geronimo
Like Quinn the Eskimo
Em
Like the Blackfoot
And like the Arapaho
Am
Like Crazy Horse
D
I’ll be the last one to lay down my gun………
G C G C G G/F# Em D C D
C
On the open road in a bar room
F
A pick up band plays a new tune
C
When the coloured girls sing
I feel my heart boom
G G7 G G7
C
When a new song hits the right note
F
When a clearing in the sky saves an old boat
C
When an insight strikes the mote
From my own eye
G G7 G G7
Am
Like Geronimo
Like Quinn the Eskimo
Em
Like Blackfoot
And like the Arapaho
Am
Like Crazy Horse
D
I’ll be the last one to lay down my gun………
G C G C
G G/F# Em D
They’re the same beyond the next plain
E
I’ll feel the heat of the flickering flame
E A E B7 x2
A E x2
C
On an African Plain by a thorn tree
F
My old friend Philippe is waiting for me
C
Quelle sera, sera
What ever will be will be
G G7 G G7
C
When a friend dies and the tears rise
F
From that deep well that never runs dry
C
And the women break their bracelets
And the men take their whisky outside
G G7 G G7
Am Em Am D
G C G C G G/F# Em D C D
E
In a pied ’a’ terre
A
on the rue St Denis
E
The red velvet curtain pulls back to reveal
B7
The place where the dark side meets the angel in me………..
E
the angel in me
C
When my synapses pause in their quest for applause
F
When my ego lets go of its end of the bone
C
To focus instead on a love that is precious to me
G G7
F C
Then I……………..I shall be free
***repeat above line***
