Mulberry Dawn

G   : 320033
G/B : x20033
D6  : xx0432
A/D : xx0220

[Intro]
D G/B A D

[Verse 1]
     D                             
John Lennon was there, shouting on 
    G       A
the king of London
       D                           
Around Mark Place Square I remember
        G            A
 it was spring in London
    G                              
But no one seem to notice what the 
A
world was coming to
   G                        D
It didn't really matter, we didn't 
have a clue
       G/B      A        D
We ran head long, to the Mulberry 
Dawn

[Verse 2]
      D                            
O the Connies and girls looking at 
    G            A
the land the big one
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        D                          
And the fella's stood back wishing 
           G             A
they could stand the big one
    G                             
But they were beautiful girls and 
A
everything was great
    G                         A
And back in the apartment you never 
had to say it
          G/B   A          D
First the loving, then the Mulberry 
Dawn

[Chorus]
D                 G      
Summer seasons in Blackpool 
   D                 D6
autographs on the pier
D                        G        
Some where there for the glory and
 D                        D6
 some where there for the beer
D6 A/D   D6 A/D
Oh dear, oh dear

D                     G           
Now coming out of the business the
 D              D6
 rumblings have changed
D                   G           
Now nothing was for certain and 
D              D6
everything was strange
       D6 A/D      D6 A/D     A A A
It was so strange, so strange

[Bridge]
G             A              
We're flowing like seeds in the 
         G              A
wind, arrows straight to the mark
G             A           G
Love comes in to it's own, and 
            A
sorrows wait in the dark
        G            A            
And the children are born, to the 
D
Mulberry Dawn

[Verse 3]
     D                             
John Lennon was there, shouting on 
    G       A
the king of London
   D                               
In Roger's old Jag, driving 'round 
    G           A
the swing in London
   G                            
Oh breaking with convention, yes 
 A
that was all the rage
    G                          A
And all you really wanna do is get 
back on the stage
              G/B  A        D
And play your music, to the Mulberry
 dawn
G               A          D
First the loving, then the Mulberry 
Dawn