Tapestry

Words & Music:

Carole King

 

F    C7sus(no5)  [2x-4x]

 

F                  C7sus(no5)  F              C7sus(no5)

My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue

Bb6  F           C7sus(no5)  Bb/C   F    Bb6/F    F

An-- everlasting vision----- of the ever-changing view

  Gm7            C        Gm7     Gm7/D    C

A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold

  Bb          Am7             Gm7         C

A tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold

 

Fm7           Bb/C         Fm7            Bb/C

Once amid the soft, silver sadness in the sky

Fm7                 Bb/C       Fm7     Bb/F    F

There came a man of fortune, a drifter passing by

   Gm7             C               Gm7                 C

He wore a torn and tattered cloth around his leathered hide

      BbM7         Am7            Gm7             C   Gm7   B

And a coat of many colors, yellow-green on either side

 

   Ab                Db/Ab         Eb/Ab        Db/Ab

He moved with some uncertainty, as if he didn't know

Ab               Db/Ab         Eb/Ab    Db/Ab    Ab

Just what he was there for, or where he ought to go

C                   G/C              F/C            C

Once he reached for something golden hanging from a tree

        C/F            C/Bb  BbM7   Bb   F   Gm7

And his hand came down emp---ty...

 

Fm7            Bb/C      Fm7             Bb/C

Soon within my tapestry along the rutted road

Fm7              Bb/C           Fm7      Bb/F F

He sat down on a river rock and turned into a toad

   Gm7                C           Gm7              C

It seemed that he had fallen into someone's wicked spell

      BbM7            Am7              Gm7             C

And I wept to see him suffer, though I didn't know him well

 

F#              B/F#          F#         B/F#

As I watched in sorrow, there suddenly appeared

F#                B/F#      F       B/F#    F#

A figure gray and ghostly beneath a flowing beard

   G#m7             C#             G#m7                C#

In times of deepest darkness, I've seen him dressed in black

       BM7          Bbm7           G#m7            C#         G#m7            C#/D#

Now my tapestry's unraveling; he's come to take me back, he's come to take me back

 

B   F#   B/F#   F#   B/F#   F#/C#   B/C#   C#7   F#

 




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