Rain King
Words & Music:
Adam Duritz, & David
Bryson (Counting Crows)
There is an arrangement of
this in the November 2005 issue of Acoustic Guitar.
[capo 2]
Cadd9 G/B Am7sus4 G [2x]
Cadd9
G/B Am7sus4 G/B Cadd9
When I think of heaven,
deliver me in a black-winged bird
G/B
Am7sus4 G
Cadd9 G/B
I think of flying----- down
into a sea of pens and feathers
Am7sus4 G/B Cadd9
G/B
And all other instruments of
faith and sex and God
Am7sus4
G
In the belly of a black-winged
bird.
Am
F Am
F
C
D Dsus4
Don't try to feed me 'cause
I've been here before and I deserve a little more.
G Am C Dsus4
D
G G Am c Dsus4 D G
I belong-- in the service of
the Queen. I belong-- anywhere but
in-between.
G Am7 C Dsus4 D G
Am7 C
She's been crying; I've been
thinking and I am the Rain King
And I said, "Mama, mama,
mama, why am I so alone?
I can't go outside, I'm scared
I might not make it home.
I'm alive, I'm alive, but I'm
sinking in.
If there's anyone at home at
your place, darling, why don't you invite me in?"
Don't try to bleed me 'cause
I've been here before and I deserve a little more.
I belong in the service of the
Queen. I belong anywhere but
in-between.
She's been lying; I've been
thinking and I am the Rain King.
BRIDGE:
Am C
G Am
Hey, I only want the same as
anyone.
Am
C G Am
Henderson is just waiting for
the sun.
Am
C G Am
Oh, it seems night endlessly
begins and ends.
Am
C G
Cadd9 [repeat intro]
After all the dreaming I just
want to come back home again
When I think of heaven,
deliver me in a black-winged bird.
I think of dying, lay me down
in a field of flame and heather.
Render up my body into the
burning heart of God
In the belly of a black-winged
bird.
Don't try to bleed me 'cause
I've been here before and I deserve a little more.
I belong in the service of the
Queen. I belong anywhere but
in-between.
She's been dying; I've been
drinking and I am the Rain King.
[repeat "I am the Rain
King" 2 more times and out]