Cemetery Gates
The Smiths
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[Intro] C D G G7MC D G G7MC D G G7MC D G G7MG A dreaded sunny dayC So I meet you at the cemetery gatesD Em Keats and Yeats are on your sideD CG A dreaded sunny dayC So I meet you at the cemetery gatesD Em Keats and Yeats are on your sideD CD G While Wilde is on mineG So we go inside and we gravelyC read the stonesD All those people all those livesEm D C Where are they now?G With loves, with hatesC And passions just like mine They were bornD And then they livedContinúa después del anuncioEm D C And then they died Which seems so unfairD G And I want to cryBm You say: "ere thrice the sun hath doorG Salutation to the dawn"Bm And you claim these words as yourG ownC D But I'm well read, have heard them saidEm A hundred times (maybe less, maybeD more)G If you must write prose and poemsC The words you use should be your ownD Em D C Don't plagiarise or take "on loan"G There's always someone, somwhereC With a big nose, who knowsD And who trips you up and laughsEm D C When you fallD Who'll trip you up and laughG When you fallBm G You say: "ere long done do does did"Bm G Words which could only be your ownC You then produce the textD From whence was rippedEm D (some dizzy whore, 1804)G A dreaded sunny day So let's go where we're happyC And I meet you at the cemetery gatesD Em Keats and Yeats are on your sideD CG A dreaded sunny day So let's go where we're wantedC And I meet you at the cemetery gatesD Em Keats and Yeats are on your sideD C - but you loseD G While Wilde is on mine