Rosemary — Grateful Dead

From [email protected] Tue Dec 24 21:35:55 1996 >From dgaudet Tue Dec 24 13:35:55 1996 Received: (qmail 11669 invoked from network); 24 Dec 1996 21:35:54 -0000 Received: from nail.freedonia.com (HELO freedonia.com) (204.62.130.117) by twinlark.arctic.org with SMTP; 24 Dec 1996 21:35:54 -0000 Received: by freedonia.com (8.7.4/duck) with SMTP id OAA21196 for <[email protected]>; Tue, 24 Dec 1996 14:10:48 -0800 (PST) Received: from den-co28-01.ix.netcom.com ([email protected] [205.186.121.65]) by dfw-ix3.ix.netcom.com (8.6.13/8.6.12) with SMTP id NAA24002 for <[email protected]>; Tue, 24 Dec 1996 13:35:21 -0800 Message-ID: <[email protected]> Date: Tue, 24 Dec 1996 14:33:19 -0800 From: Insane Carnation <[email protected]> Organization: Catfood Cabal X-Mailer: Mozilla 2.01E-NC250 (Win16; U) MIME-Version: 1.0 To: [email protected] Subject: Chords to "Rosemary" by the Grateful Dead References: <[email protected]> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Status: RO X-Status:

Here are the chords to the Grateful Dead's song "Rosemary". Lyrics by Robert Hunter/Music by Jerry Garcia. From the album "Aoxomoxoa". Chords figured by Insane Carnation. [email protected]

Upon listening to this song the lyrics are fuzzy due to the wonderful Filter on the vocals, giving it that creepy haunting sound. i have found No less than three different "official" words to the first line, some Funnier than others. "Swath of heaven..." to (what i hear) "Scents of Heather...", the one here is from Hunter's book _Box of Rain_. That, to Me, is the final word, aye? i also found that the chords listed in a certain music book are Very close, but not exact. Perhaps neither are mine, but here they are. As always, corrections are welcome...

Her boots were of leather, a breath of cologne Her mirror was the window, she sat quite alone. All around her the garden then grew Scarlet and purple and crimson and blue.

She came and she went and at last went away Her garden was sealed when the flowers decayed. On the wall of the garden a legend did say: "No one may come here since no one may stay_____."

Enjoy this haunting mandrigal...