Jethro Tull is a progressive rock / folk rock band which formed in Blackpool, Lancashire, England in 1967. Their music is marked by the initially soulful and bluesy, and later expressively idiosyncratic, vocal style and unique lead flute work of frontman Ian Anderson, and their notable guitarist Martin Barre. Their songs feature unusual and often complex construction, incorporating elements of classical and celtic folk music, as well as art rock and alternative rock.
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From: Peter Eybert [[email protected]] Sent: Saturday, January 03, 1998 9:02 AM
Song: Moths
by Ian Anderson performed by Jethro Tull from "Heavy Horses", 1978 transcribed by Peter Eybert
[Capo 2]
F#BAC#mC#mBAC#mC#mBA
DBm The leaded window opened to move the dancing candle flame EmGDAGABm And the first Moths of summer suicidal came, oh, suicidal came. DBm And a new breeze chattered in its May-bud tenderness EmEm7AGABm Sending water-lillies sailing as she turned to get undressed. DBm And the long night awakened and we soared on powdered wings EmGDA Circling our tomorrows in the wary month of Spring. DBm Chasing shadows slipping in a magic lantern slide EmAGABm Creatures of the candle on a night-light-ride. DBm Dipping and weaving - flutter through the golden needle's eye EmGDA in our haystack madness. Butterfly-stroking on a Spring-tide high, GABm oh, on a Spring-tide high.
C#mC#mBAC#mC#mBA
EC#mAB Life's too long (as the Lemming said) C#mBbF#C#Ebm as the candle burned and the Moths were wed. ABEBC#m And we'll all burn together as the wick grows higher BF#C# before the candle's dead.
DBm EmGDAGABm
FDm The leaded window opened to move the dancing candle flame. GmBbFCBbCDm And the first moths of summer suicidal came, oh, suicidal game FDm to join in the worship of the light that never dies GmBbFC in a moment's reflection of two moths spinning in her eyes.