Capo on 3rd Fret
Intro
D G D Gmaj7
D G A7 D
Oh, where is your inflammatory writ
D G A7 D
Your text that would incite a light, "Be lit"
D
Our music deserving devotion unswerving
Cry "Do I deserve her?" with unflagging fervor
G A7 D
Well, no you do not, if you cannot get over it
Gmaj7 Bm
But what's it mean when suddenly we're spent, tell me true
Gmaj7 Bm
Ambition came and reared its head, and went far from you
Gmaj7
Even mollusks have weddings, though solemn and leaden
Bm
But you dirge for the dead, take no jam on your bread
D G A7 D
Just a supper of salt and a waltz through your empty bed
F A7
And all at once it came to me
Dm F
And I wrote and hunched 'till four-thirty
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Cm Gm
But that vestal light
A7 D
It burns out with the night
G7 Dm
In spite of all the time that we spent on it
F
One bedraggled ghost of a sonnet
G D
While outside, the wild boars root
Bm A7
Without bending a bough underfoot
C
Oh it breaks my heart
G
I don't know how they do it
So don't ask me
And as for my inflammatory writ
Well, I wrote it an I was not inflamed one bit
Advice from the master derailed that disaster
He said "Hand that pen over to me, poetaster!"
While across the great plains, keening lovely and awful
Ululate the last Great American Novels
An unlawful lot, left to stutter and freeze, floodlit
D C G A7 D
But at least they didn't run, to their undying credit
