C G
Good Doctor Brian
C
He fell in love
G
With the purple seas
C
Of such rose and silk
Am
But in what got drove
C
Away, away
G
Like the soaring ghost
C
All the white dove sees
G
One night he begged
C
She?d be his bride
C
But she said ?no?
G
It cannot wait
Am
Just like gulls
C
With their hungry tries
G
I love you less
C
Than the one got tied
F
Out he did grew
C
Oh such cruel words
G
And although this is
Am
A shiny cell
C
He took a rock
G
And threw it high
G
And hawk a gull
C
From the wine dark sand
G
In twilet dust
C
In a blacky witch
F
The doctor burned
C
Warm wood and pitch
Am
And with a fist
C
Will bring your dirt
G
Deep in the night
C
For that one girl heart
F
And then she came
C
With those rosy sleeves
G
To touch his hands
Am
With such a wilder kiss
C
His black top hat
G
To the breeze it went
G
And his flapping arms
C
Grew feather plan
G
His face is stretched
C
To a sharpened way
F
And now he?s strange
C
To feel the wild dark wind
Am
But all he found
C
And thought to find
G
Those rosy sleeves
C
Held them oh so tight