Painting Box

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                             Painting Box - Incredible String Band
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Tabbed by: Travis

INTRO:
There are several guitars playing, 
but this is the main riff...

   D9                             
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Em       C        Am            
When the morning of your eyes 
    G                 C
comes waking through my shadows
Em      C        Am             
Leaving just a trace of twilight
    G  (C) G
 sleep,
  Em      C      Am          
I whisper to the baby raindrops 
     G             C
playing on my window,
    Em        C      G           
And tell them gently this is not 
    D                      G
the time that they should weep.

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CHORUS:
    D9                             
For somewhere in my mind there is a
 G
 painting box,
D9                            G
I have every color there it's true.
     D9                           
Just lately when I look inside my 
G
painting box,
  D9                         G  
I seem to pick the colors of 
(C) G
you.

   Em     C         Am      
My Friday evening's foot-steps 
              G                  C
plodding dully through this black 
town,
    Em     C      Am             
Are far away now from the world 
        G (C) G
that I'm in.
   Em       C         Am         
My eyes are listening to some 
             G                   C
sounds that I think just might be 
springtime,
     Em    C      G              
With daffo-dils between my toes 
   D                 G
I'm laughing at their whim,

CHORUS

    Em     C     Am               
The purple sail above me catches 
 G                   C
all the strength of summer.
Em      C       Am              
Fishes stop and ask me where I 
    G    (C) G
am bound.
  Em        C        Am          
I smile and shake my head and say
      G              C
 my little ship is sinking,
      Em      C        G         
But I kind of like the sea that 
                   D            G
I'm on, and I don't mind if I do 
drown.