Em D Girls, be good to these spiritsEm D Of music and poetryEm D And lift the lyre so clear and sweetEm C D They meet with you [Verse 2]Em D And as for me this bodyEm D Which is now so arthriticEm I cannot playD Em C D Can hardly even hold the instrument [Chorus]Em G D And oh, the soul grows heavyEm C D With the bodyEm G D And oh, the soul grows heavyEm C D Without the body [Verse 3]Em D Some gloomy poemsEm D Came from these thoughtsEm D And useless we are all bornEm C D To lose life like we lose our youth [Chorus]Em G D And oh, the soul grows heavyEm C D With the bodyEm G D And oh, the soul grows heavyEm C D Without the body [Instrumental]Am Em C DAm Em C DG D Em CG D Em C [At this point the song does something odd. The last C stretches out for an extra two beats then goes to D for two beats then back into the chorus chords as if nothing happened. I believe it's to illustrate the singer's succumbing to the Weight of Years, but don't advise including it until you're confident.] Em G D Em C D [Chorus chords] [Verse 4]Em D And so I stepped in quite clearlyEm C D From my hiding placeEm D To then suspect that she would grow old and grayEm C D And he despaired in his mortal way and said [Chorus]Em G D And oh, the soul grows heavyEm C D With the bodyEm G D And oh, the soul grows heavyEm C D Without the bodyEm G D And oh, the soul grows heavyEm C D With the bodyEm G D And oh, the soul grows heavyEm C D Without the body
The Weight Of Years
Idlewild
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