After the goldrush    (intro) (midi)

 

                  D                                          G

1. Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armour coming,

                D                              G

    sayin' something about a queen.

                            D                               A

    There where peasants singin' and drummers drummin',

                  G                       A

    and the archer split the tree.

                        Bm                   C                               G                       C

    There was a fanfare blowin' to the sun, that was floating on the breeze.

      D                                 A                         C                     G

    Look at Mother Nature on the run in the nineteen seventies.

      D                                 A                         C                     G

    Look at Mother Nature on the run in the nineteen seventies.

 

               D                               G                         D                      G

2. I was lying in a burned out basement, with a full moon in my eye.

               D                   A                              G                                A

    I was hoping for replacement, when the sun burst through the sky.

                         Bm               C                           G                      C

    There was a band playing in my head, and I felt like getting high.

                D                                A                                C                     G

    I was thinking about what a friend had said, I was hoping it was a lie.

        D                               A                                 C                     G

    Thinking about what a friend had said, I was hoping it was a lie.

 

                  D                                     G

3. Well I dreamed I saw the silver spaceships flying

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    in the yellow haze of the sun.

                        D                            A                          G                          A

  There were children crying and colours flying,all around the chosen one.

                  Bm         C                        G                     C

    All in a dream, all in a dream, the loading had begun.

       D                                 A                       C                        G

    Flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun.

       D                                 A                       C            - G

    Flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home.

 

    (Neil Young)