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SEVEN ISLAND SUITE (Gordon Lightfoot) Gordon Lightfoot 1973 Seven islands to the high side Of the bay, 'cross the bay. To the sunset through the blue light Of a fiery autumn haze. We went walkin' on the high side Of the bay on a chilly morn. And we saw how leaves had fallen On the beds where trees are born. Any man in his right mind Could not fail to be made aware. Any woman with a gift of wisdom Would not seek her answers there. Seven islands to the high side Of the bay if you're looking west. To the sunset you can see it All in fiery autumn dress. Anytime would be the right time To come up to your bed of boughs. Anybody with a wish to wander Could not fail but to be aroused. (bridge) Living high in the city, Guess you think it's a pretty good way. You get to learn but when you get burned You got nothing to say. You seem to think because you got chicken to go You're in luck. Fortune will not find you In your mansion or your truck. Brothers will desert you When you're down and shit out of luck. Look around at the mornin', Guess you're doing the best you can. Surely you know that when you go Nobody gives you a hand. Think of the air you're breathin' in, Think of the time you waste. Think of the right and wrong And consider the frown on your face. It's time you tried living on the high side Of the bay, you need a rest. Any woman or a man with a wish to Fade away, could be so blessed. Fortune will not find you In your mansion turned to gold. Brothers will desert you When your nights turn long and cold. If you feel it you better believe it You're gonna see it, you really know. It is rising like a feather Dipping and dancing from below. There's a new wave that is breaking In the wake of a passing ship Every nation's gonna be shaken Put it together, don't let it slip. It's time you tried living on the high side Of the bay, you need a rest. Any man or a woman with a wish to Fade away could be so blessed. Seven islands to the high side Of the bay, 'cross the bay. To the sunset through the blue light Of a fiery autumn haze...... To the sunset through the blue light Of a fiery autumn haze. (Transcribed by David Story - February 2013)

    


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