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                                          Artist - Barclay James Harvest 
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                                                Song - The Poet
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                              Album - Barclay James Harvest And Other Short Stories (1971)    
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                                              Tabbed By - Ayreon77
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Tuning = Standard


INTRO
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G  F  Am  F  
G  Am  F  C  
G  Am  G  F  Am  
G  F  Am


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VERSE 1
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G          F
Here I sit watching the day out
Am        F             Am
   No one beside me who may doubt
Am         F            G
All of the words that I could chose to say
   Am      F              G
So listen, believe, or be gone from this day


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CHORUS
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F                  Am
I need a friend to walk with me
G          G           Am
Sit in the shade of an old tree
   Am            F          G
To think nothing much, just agree with my thoughts
   Am          F           G
To say nothing much, never tell what I ought


Dm Am F C Bm Dm


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VERSE 2
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G            F           Am
Watching the people pass by now
G                    F      E       Dm
They just don't know why or know how
     Am            F          G
They don't seem to care about all that I've seen
     Am           F        G
They just walk on by never knowing I've been
F                     Am
Sitting up here where I'm wind blown
G       F          Am
Only to ask and to be shown
Am                F          G
Things that would make you believe what I say
     Am         F             G 
I'll tell you myself and I'll show you some day


Dm Am F C Bm Dm

G F Am X2

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ORCHESTRAL
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