G D G D [Verse 1] Just paint a picture of the worldG D In gentle pastel shades Indistinct and somehow blurredG D Like childhood escapadesGm D The painting box is rather dearG A7 But the paints themselves are cheapG Leave your pack at the side of the roadD I'll show you where to sleep [Verse 2] Dead brown weeds in a ditch at the sideG D Of a field of burning corn The road opens out before youG D Like the womb where you were bornGm D There's no need to pretend againG A7 To try and earn your keepG Leave your pack at the side of the roadD I'll show you where to sleep [Instrumental]D G D G D Gm D G A7 G D [Bridge]F# G And crowds will gather in the sunA7 D As stone madonnas weepF# G And the shepherd is a good manA7 As he tends his flock of sheep [Verse 3]D In case you find your tortoise shellG D Is getting rather tight You can wrap yourself in your magic cloakG D And disappear from sightGm D And I will stand guard over youG A7 As through the door you creepG Leave your pack at the side of the roadD I'll show you where to sleep
Ill Show You Where To Sleep
The Strawbs
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