Cifras
The Circle Game

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        Yesterday a child came out to wonder,
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        caught a dragonfly inside a jar,
             C                                             F                                         Em 
        fearful when the sky was full of thunder,
                           F                                   C           G             C 
        and tearful at the falling of a star.
                 C                                                         F                                                               C                       G 
        Then the child moved ten times 'round the seasons,
                 C                           F                                                     G                 Bb 
        skated over ten clear frozen streams.
                 C                                                                       F                                         Em 
        Words like, ?when you?re olderâ?, must appease him,
                             F                               C                           G                           C 
        and promises of someday make his dreams.
                                 C                                                 F                             C 
And the seasons, they go'round and round,
                               C                                                   F                     C 
and the painted ponies go up and down,
 F                                                                                                           C 
        we?re captive on a carousel of time.
 F                                                                                                                     Em                                                       F 
        We can?t return, we can only look behind from where we came
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and go round and round and round In the circle game.
             C                                                         F                                                     C                             G 
        Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now,
             C                                                 F                                                                     G                   Bb 
        cartwheels lost to car wheels through the town.
                                       C                                                         F                                             Em 
        And you tell him, ?Take your time, it won?t be long now,
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        till you drag your feet to slow the circles down.â?
                                   C                                             F                                                       C               G 
        So the boy could be tomorrow, now he?s twenty,
                                                   C                                                                     F                                               G               Bb 
        though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true.
                                                 C                                                           F                                                         Em 
        There?ll be new dreams, maybe better dreams, and plenty,
                   F                                           C                   G                     C 
        before the last revolving year is through.
                                 C                                                 F                             C 
And the seasons, they go round and round,
                               C                                                   F                     C 
and the painted ponies go up and down,
 F                                                                                                           C 
        we?re captive on the carousel of time.
 F                                                                                                                     Em                                                       F 
        We can?t return, we can only look behind from where we came,
                             C                                                                 F 
and go round and round and round,
                             C                                                                 F 
and go round and round and round,
                             C                                                                 F 
and go round and round and round,   (in the circle game).