G5
A dreaded sunny day
C5
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
D5 E5 D5 C5
Keats and Yeats are on your side
G5
A dreaded sunny day
C5
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
D5 E5 D5 C5
Keats and Yeats are on your side
D5 G5
While Wilde is on mine
G5 C5
So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
D5
All those people all those lives
E5 D5 C5
Where are they now?
G5
With loves, with hates
C5
And passions just like mine
They were born
D5
And then they lived
E5 D5 C5
And then they died
Which seems so unfair
D5 G5
And I want to cry
B5
You say: "ere thrice the sun hath door
G5
Salutation to the dawn"
B5 G5
And you claim these words as your own
C5 D5
But I'm well read, have heard them said
E5 C5
A hundred times (maybe less, maybe more)
G5
If you must write prose and poems
C5
The words you use should be your own
D5 E5 D5 C5
Don't plagiarise or take "on loan"
G5
There's always someone, somwhere
C5
With a big nose, who knows
D5
And who trips you up and laughs
E5 D5 C5
When you fall
D5
Who'll trip you up and laugh
G5
When you fall
B5 G5
You say: "ere long done do does did"
B5 G5
Words which could only be your own
C5
You then produce the text
D5
From whence was ripped
E5 C5
(some dizzy whore, 1804)
G5
A dreaded sunny day
So let's go where we're happy
C5
And I meet you at the cemetery gates
D5 E5 D5 C5
Keats and Yeats are on your side
G5
A dreaded sunny day
So let's go where we're wanted
C5
And I meet you at the cemetery gates
D5 E5 D5 C5
Keats and Yeats are on your side - but you lose
D5 G5
While Wilde is on mine
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