Richard Thompson OBE (born 3 April 1949, Notting Hill, London) is a British singer/songwriter and guitarist. Highly regarded for his guitar techniques, Thompson was awarded the Orville H. Gibson award for best acoustic guitar player in 1991. Similarly, his songwriting has earned him an Ivor Novello Award and, in 2006, a lifetime achievement award from BBC Radio. Thompson made his debut as a recording artist as a member of Fairport Convention in September 1967.
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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From [email protected] Sun Jun 5 14:39:45 1994 Date: Thu, 12 May 94 19:19:37 -0400 From: Phillip Charles Saunders
>From Galway to Graceland Richard Thompson, from the CD "Watching the Dark" transcribed by [email protected]
I play this with a dropped D (EBGDAD) tuning, capoed at the 4th fret. I'm not sure what tuning RT uses, but I know he played this with a capo. You can fool with open string runs based on a D/F# chord.
DD Oh she dressed in the dark A And she whispered Amen DG/BAD She was pretty in pink like a young girl again
DD Twenty years married A But she never thought twice DG/BAD She sneaked out the door and walked into the night
AG/BD And silver wings carried her over the sea AG/BD >From the west coast of Ireland to west Tennesee D To be with her sweetheart A She left everything DG/BAD >From Galway to Graceland to be with the King
She was humming "Suspicion" That's the song she liked best She had "Elvis I love you" tatooed on her breast
They landed in Memphis Her heart beat so fast She'd dreamed for so long, now she'd see him at last
She was down by his graveside day after day Come closing time they would drag her away To be with her sweetheart She left everything >From Galway to Graceland to be with the King
Solo
They came in the thousands >From the whole human race To pay their respects at his last resting place
Ah but blindly she knealt there And she told him her dreams And she thought that he answered, or that's how it seemed
And they dragged her away, it was handcuffs this time She said my dear man, "Are you out of your mind?" Can't you see that we're married? I'm wearing his ring I've come from Galway to Graceland to be with the King >From Galway to Graceland to be with the King