Cifras
Wild-eyed Boy From Freecloud

Tom: C

Introdução:

 D                               D/C#                       D/C             D/B                     Bb6 
Solemn faced the village settles down, undetected by the stones
                 A                                 A#º 
And the hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to
 D  D/C#  D/C         D/B                             Bb6 
Sleep, and the last thing on his mind
               A                         A#º 
is the wild-eyed boy imprisoned 'neath the
 D                               D/C#  D/C                   D/B                       Bb6 
covered wooden shaft,       folds the rope into it's bag.
 A                                 A#º 
Blows his pipe of smolders,   blankets
 D                           D/C#       D/C     D/B                           Bb6 
smoke into the room, and the day will end for some.
 C           G                               F                    E7 
As the night begins for one.
(Chords the same until they pick up again)
             C                                     G 
As he breaks the night to cry
                       D  D/C#  D/C             D/B                       Bb6 
Its really me,             really you and really me
 A                               A#º 
It's so hard for us to really
 D  D/C#  D/C           D/B                 Bb6 
be,           Really you, really me,
               A                                   A#º 
You'll lose me though I'm always really
 D   D/C#   D/C   D/B   C 
free.
                 C                                                             C7 
And the mountain moved it's eyes to the world and realized
                     Bb                             Ab                       C                                                  E7 
Where the snow had saved a place for the wild-eyed boy from free cloud
(Same chords)
                 G                                                         C 
And the women once proud clutched the heart of the crowd
               G                                                           C 
as the boulders smashed down from the mountains hand.
                 Am                                               C 
And the magic in the stare of the wild-eyed boy said
 Am                               C                                                                        E7 
"Stop Free Cloud, they won't think to cut me down, no, no, no!"
                 F               C                     F                       C 
But the cottages fell like a playing card hell
                 Bb                     F                     C 
and the tears on the face of the wise boy
           F                 C                     F               C 
came trembling down to the rumbling ground
                 Bb                 F                 C 
and the missionary mystic of peace/love
 D                               D/C#                   D/C         D/B   Bb6 
Stumbled back to cry among the clouds
 A                                                          D                   D/C#             C 
Kicking back the pebbles from the Free Cloud mountain's track.