Painting Box

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                             Painting Box - Incredible String Band
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Tabbed by: Travis

INTRO:
There are several guitars playing, but this is the main riff...

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Em       C        Am                G                 C
When the morning of your eyes comes waking through my shadows
Em      C        Am                 G  (C) G
Leaving just a trace of twilight sleep,
  Em      C      Am               G             C
I whisper to the baby raindrops playing on my window,
    Em        C      G               D                      G
And tell them gently this is not the time that they should weep.

CHORUS:
    D9                              G
For somewhere in my mind there is a painting box,
D9                            G
I have every color there it's true.
     D9                           G
Just lately when I look inside my painting box,
  D9                         G  (C) G
I seem to pick the colors of you.

   Em     C         Am                    G                  C
My Friday evening's foot-steps plodding dully through this black town,
    Em     C      Am                     G (C) G
Are far away now from the world that I'm in.
   Em       C         Am                      G                   C
My eyes are listening to some sounds that I think just might be springtime,
     Em    C      G                 D                 G
With daffo-dils between my toes I'm laughing at their whim,

CHORUS

    Em     C     Am                G                   C
The purple sail above me catches all the strength of summer.
Em      C       Am                  G    (C) G
Fishes stop and ask me where I am bound.
  Em        C        Am                G              C
I smile and shake my head and say my little ship is sinking,
      Em      C        G                            D            G
But I kind of like the sea that I'm on, and I don't mind if I do drown.