Don Quixote
Gordon Lightfoot
#----------------------------------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. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## DON QUIXOTE - Gordon Lightfoot From the album Don Quixote on Warner/Reprise record and CD(!) (c) 1972Moose Music LTD Mistakes (c) me! :-) Notes: ----- Although several songbooks have written this song out in the key of C Lightfoot *ALWAYS* uses a capo. For this song the capo is used on the second fret and the chords are "normally". They *sound* a whole step higher. Is this confusing? Just put a capo on the 2nd fret pop on record or CD and play along!!! You’ll sound fine and in tune!!! Listen how the song pulses on the A string rhythmically -- feel that galloping horse. should too if you want to sound authentic. Fingerpick the song using your thumb index and middle fingers. That’s how The Man does it. Have fun!!! The Chords: ---------- The names may be a bit wrong since it’s getting late but the chord forms are correct. The numbers with the recommended finger to use starting with 1=index etc... Advanced players choose your own. :-) Look for the "1"’s -- they get lost in the text easily../ ( bass) ( bass) =========== =========== =========== =========== | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1 | | ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- | | 1 1 1 | | | 1 1 1 | | | 1 1 1 | | 2 3 | | | ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- | | | | | | | | | | 2 | | | | | | | | | | | | | ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- | | | | | | | | 3 | | | | | | 3 | | | | | | | | ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 4 | | | | | | | ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- ( bass) =========== =========== =========== =========== | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1 | | | | | | | | ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- | | 1 1 1 | | | | 1 | 2 | 2 3 | | | | | | | | | ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- | | | | 2 | | | | | 3 | | | | | 4 | | | | | | | ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- | | | 3 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- The Song: -------- Intro/fill: (Gord’s part) (BIG kudos to anyone who posts or emails me Red ---------- Shea’s original -- I can’t get the rhythm right and I don’t like Terry’s way so much) / / Verses Choruses: ---------------- Through the woodland through the valley comes a horseman wild and free Tilting at the windmills passing who can the brave young horseman be He is wild but he is mellow he is strong but he is weak He is cruel but he is gentle he is wise but he is meek Reaching for his saddlebags he takes a battered book into his hand Standing like prophet bold he shouts across the ocean to the shore Till he can shout no more I have come o’er moor and mountain like a hawk upon the wing I was once a shining knight who was the guardian of a king I have searched the whole world over looking for a place to sleep I have seen the strong survive and I have seen the lean grow weak Intro chords: / / See the children of the earth who wake to find the table bare See the gentry in the country riding off to take the air Reaching for his saddlebags he takes a rusty sword into his hand Then striking up a knightly pose he shouts across the ocean to the shore Till he can shout no more See the jailer with his key who locks away all trace of sin See the judge upon the bench who tries the case as best he can See the wise and wicked ones who feed upon life’s sacred fire See the soldier with his gun who must be dead to be admired Intro chords: / / See the man who tips the needle see the man who buys and sells See the one who puts the collar on the ones who dare not tell See the drunkard in the tavern stemming gold to make ends meet See the youth in ghetto black condemned to life upon the street Reaching for his saddlebags he takes a tarnished cross into his hand Then standing like a preacher now he shouts across the ocean to the shore Then in a blaze of tangled hooves he gallops off across the dusty plain In vain to search again where no one will hear (pause) Through the woodland through the valley comes a horseman wild and free Tilting at the windmills passing who can the brave young horseman be He is wild but he is mellow he is strong but he is weak He is cruel but he is gentle he is wise but he is meek Intro chords: / /
