Flickering Flame

E
When my neurons conspire to direct 
my thoughts
A
Away from divorce and competitive 
sports
E                                 
Back to the place where all rivers
          B
 run to the sea
A                E
Then I......I shall be free
A                E
Yes I.......I shall be free

C
On a see-saw in a strange land
F
The jackdaw sat on the cardinals 
hand
C
And the fiddlers played
And the planners plan what would be

G        G7       G        G7

C
On a back seat in a court room
F
sat Molly Malone and Leopold Bloom
C
Until the police came down with a 
new broom
And swept them clean

G        G7       G        G7

Am
Like Geronimo
Like Quinn the Eskimo
Em
Like the Blackfoot
And like the Arapaho
Am
Like Crazy Horse
I'll be the last one to lay down my 
D
gun………

G        C        G        C   

     G        G/F# Em D C D

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C
On the open road in a bar room
F
A pick up band plays a new tune
C
When the coloured girls sing
I feel my heart boom

G        G7       G        G7

C
When a new song hits the right note
F
When a clearing in the sky saves an 
old boat
C
When an insight strikes the mote
From my own eye

G        G7       G        G7

Am
Like Geronimo
Like Quinn the Eskimo
Em
Like Blackfoot
And like the Arapaho
Am
Like Crazy Horse
                                  D
I'll be the last one to lay down my 
gun………

G        C        G        C
G        G/F#     Em       D
They're the same beyond the next 
plain
I'll feel the heat of the flickering
E
 flame

E        A        E        B7 x2
A                E           x2

C
On an African Plain by a thorn tree
F
My old friend Philippe is waiting 
for me
C
Quelle sera, sera
What ever will be will be

G        G7       G        G7

C
When a friend dies and the tears 
rise
F
From that deep well that never runs 
dry
C
And the women break their bracelets
And the men take their whisky 
outside

G        G7       G        G7

Am       Em       Am       D
G        C        G        C   

     G        G/F#     Em       

D        C        D

E
In a pied 'a' terre
A
on the rue St Denis
E
The red velvet curtain pulls back to
 reveal
B7
The place where the dark side meets 
the angel in me………..
                          E
the angel in me

C
When my synapses pause in their 
quest for applause
F
When my ego lets go of its end of 
the bone
C
To focus instead on a love that is 
precious to me
G                G7

F                C
Then I……………..I shall be free
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