| A | Bm | |
| A bu | nch of lonesome and very quarrelsome her | oes |
| E | E7 | A | Asus4 | A | |
| Were smoking ou | t along the open r | oa | d |
| Bm | |
| The night was very dark and thick bet | ween them |
| E | E7 | A | Asus4 | A | |
| Each man beneat | h his ordinary l | oa | d |
| CHORUS: |
| D | Dmaj7 | Bm | D | A | Amaj7 | F#m | A | |
| "I | 'd like to te | ll my sto | ry | " |
| B | E | E7 | |
| Sai | d one of them so young and bo | ld |
| D | Dmaj7 | Bm | D | A | Amaj7 | F#m | A | |
| "I'd like to te | ll my s | tor | y |
| F#m | E | Esus4 | E | E7 | |
| B | efore I turn into go | ld" |
| But no one really could hear him |
| The night so dark and thick and green |
| Well I guess that these heroes must always live there |
| Where you and I have only been |
| CHORUS #2: |
| Put out your cigarette, my love |
| You've been alone too long |
| And some of us are very hungry now |
| To hear what it is you've done that was so wrong |
| I sing this for the crickets |
| I sing this for the army |
| I sing this for your children |
| And for all who do not need me |
| CHORUS #3: |
| "I'd like to tell my story" |
| Said one of them so bold |
| "Oh yes, I'd like to tell my story |
| 'Cos you know I feel I'm turning into gold" |
| Esus4: 0 2 2 2 0 0 Dmaj7: x x 0 2 2 2 |
| Amaj7: x 0 2 1 2 0 Asus4: x 0 2 2 3 0 |
| (from Songs From a Room, 1968) |
| (sent by Harlan at harlan@hawaii.edu) |