E|E|E|E|---------------||E|E|---------------||E|E|---------------||E|E|---------------||------ E|--------||Artist - Harvey Andrews ************************* Song - Anon ************* Tabbed By - Ayreon77 **********************E|E|E|E|---------------||E|E|---------------||E|E|---------------||E|E|---------------||------ E|--------||Tuning = StandardE|E|---------------|| CAPO 1st FD T E|E|---------------||INTRO ******G F C Cm GE|E|---------------||----------VERSE 1 ********F There's no name on the stone I sleep under todayC Cm G There's no book that can tell of my timeF But you know me so well when you sing roundelayC Cm G For you're singing my tune and my rhymeD G I am Anon, you know me that wayC G I had something to say about life in my dayD G So I made a song and somewhere the sound of itC G Goes round and round, to be lost and then foundD And that is the way that life is That is the way it is with songsE|E|---------------||----------VERSE 2 ********G F It was in the alehouse, I would sing with the restC Cm G Then I made up a tune of my ownF And a full harvest moon put the words in my headC Cm G As I trudged 'cross the fields to my homeD G When I sang it next day, my friends asked me howC G Did I find my own song in the blade of my ploughD G So I asked in return how the stonemason sawC G A sweet face in the stone on the old quarry floorD They asked, “Is that the way that it is?” I said, “That is the way it is for me”E|E|---------------||----------VERSE 3 ********G F So they learned every word and they sang every noteC Cm G Till my song was a work of renownF And within a six month I heard boys from the schoolC Cm G Whistling my tune in the townD G And I smiled when I heard what came out of the skyC G Coming now from a child as he quickly ran byD G Would it pass from that child, when as father he'd singC G To a child of his own? Who'd believe such a thingD But that is the way that life is That is the way it is with timeE|E|---------------||----------VERSE 4 ********G F It was twenty years gone, when our parson came homeC Cm G From a journey he'd made far awayF He shook my hand hard, said the inn where he'd stayedC Cm G Had some men who sang there every dayD G And he'd listened with joy, as one with a bowC G Sang the song that I'd found in the blade of my ploughD G So he told them my name, but they said that my songC G Was as old as the hills, and our parson was wrongD I asked, "Is that the way that life is?" He said, "That is the way it is, my son"E|E|---------------||----------VERSE 5 ********G F So I worked and ploughed till my bones bowed and bentC Cm G I made up no more verses to singF And it seemed that my life had been wasted and spentC Cm G On the curses my hard day would bringD G Soon death came to call with a voice that cried "Now!"C G And the song that I'd found in the blade of my ploughD G Leaped from my heart as I journeyed onC G And I knew it would live, even though I was goneD And that is the way that it is That is the way it is for us allE|E|---------------||----------VERSE 6 ********G F There's no names on the stones we sleep under todayC Cm G There's no books that can tell of our timeF But you know us so well when you sing roundelayC Cm G For you're singing our tunes and our rhymesD G We are Anon, you know us that wayC G We had something to say about life in our dayD G So we made our songs and somewhere the sound of themC G Goes round and round, to be lost and then foundD And that is the way that life is That is the way it is with songsE|E|---------------||----------OUTRO ******G F C Cm G
Anon
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