The Girl Who Slept for Scotland by The Waterboys Lyric and Guitar Chord


I tried to
Am
sleep upon my back so I could hold her all night long as in my
C
Arms she slept, alas, but no I couldn’t
And when
Am
daybreak came and found her at the far side of the bed I tried to
C
Wake her, tried to stir her, but she wouldn’t
 
In her
Fm
fug she lay like someone dead
And even when I’d tug her head and
C
press and nip and agitate and
G
shake her
Or
Fm
call her name or whisper it against her ear,
My breath warm, there were
C
no words in this universe would
G
wake her
 
The girl who slept for
F
Scotland
C
G

The girl who slept for
F
Scotland
C
G

The girl who slept for
F
Scotland
 
It
Am
took me time to comprehend this state of play extended unto
C
All her working, waking, shaking hours
For
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when she finally woke, deep in the day still she did sleepwalk
Like a
C
hollow ghost a-float in haunted towers
 
And though she
Fm
heard she didn’t see and though she saw she didn’t hear,
Attending
C
only to what seemed precise
G
and kind
For she was
F
settled in her dream, a shopping list of small illusions,
Pretty
C
stories that she told her drowsy
G
mind
 
The girl who slept for
F
Scotland
C
G

The girl who slept for
F
Scotland
C
G

The girl who slept for
F
Scotland
 
Yet I re
Am
member a day by a river wild
When she
C
clung to me hard like a darling child
And a
Fm
night in the sheets of a Dublin bed
When she
Am
moaned like a woman and gave sweet head
 
When we
F
sang in tongues together and our
G
synchronised guitars
Played
C
music to the rafters made
G
love among the stars
And our
F
bodies beat like light in love’s
G
beautiful embrace
As her
C
tiny kisses burst like
G
popping suns a
Fm
round my
G
face
 
But then
Am
drift, recline, collapse, the lights went out, she fell asleep again
Be
C
fore my kiss-wet face was even dry
I
Am
need another haircut she’d say, talking in her sleep, the sleep-motes
C
Gathered in the dust-bowls of her eye
She tee
Fm
tered down the road apiece, she and her man, from dozy bedsit land
To
C
junkshop, with her sleeping clothes
G
in sacks
And when I’d
Fm
gone she teetered down the road again, yawning as she went,
And
C
went and brought the bloody damn things
G
back
 
The girl who slept for
F
Scotland
C
G

The girl who slept for
F
Scotland
C
G

The girl who slept for
F
Scotland

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