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Version 1Intro: strum F Dm F Dm F so on, the lick sort of just comes naturally… G Dm Am G F Let my inspiration flow in token rhyme, suggesting rhythm, F C F C C F G C Dm7 That will not forsake me, till my tale is told and done. G Dm Am G While the firelight’s aglow, strange shadows from the flames will F grow, F C F Till things we’ve never seen will seem familiar. Same pattern for the following verses: G Dm Am G F Shadows of a sailor, forming winds both foul and fair all swarm. F C F C C F G C Dm7 Down in Carlisle, he loved a lady many years ago. G Dm Am G F Here beside him stands a man, a soldier from the looks of him, F C F Who came through many fights, but lost at love. G Dm Am G F While the storyteller speaks, a door within the fire creaks; F C F C C F G C Dm7 Suddenly flies open, and a girl is standing there. G Dm Am G F Eyes alight, with glowing hair, all that fancy paints as fair, F C F She takes her fan and throws it, in the lion’s den. G Dm Am G F Which of you to gain me, tell, will risk uncertain pains of hell? F C F C C F G C Dm7 I will not forgive you if you will not take the chance. G Dm Am G F The sailor gave at least a try, the soldier being much too wise, F C F Strategy was his strength, and not disaster. Here’s the solo. Sorry, scratch that. Please, will somebody tab the solo? G Dm Am G F The sailor, coming out again, the lady fairly leapt at him. F C F C C F G C Dm7 That’s how it stands today. You decide if he was wise. G Dm Am G F The storyteller makes no choice. Soon you will not hear his voice. F C F His job is to shed light, and not to master. Interlude (thingy) goes F for a while, Cmaj7 for a while, C7, then: F Dm C7 C Since the end is never told, we pay the teller off in gold, F Dm E In hopes he will return, but he cannot be bought or sold. Then: E A D E A Inspiration, move me brightly. Light the song with sense and color; A E A E Hold away despair, more than this I will not ask. E F#m A D C#m Bm E A Faced with mysteries dark and vast, statements just seem vain D C#m Bm at last. A Bm A Bm A Bm A Some rise, some fall, some climb, to get to terrapin. E A E F#m A D C#m Bm Counting stars by candlelight, all are dim but one is bright; E A D E The spiral light of Venus, rising first and shining best, E A E F#m A D C#m Bm On, from the northwest corner, of a brand new crescent moon, E A D A E While crickets and cicadas sing, a rare and different tune, E B A Terrapin station. E B E B A In the shadow of the moon, terrapin station. A D E And I know we’ll be there soon, terrapin… E I can’t figure out, terrapin, if it’s the end or beginning, terrapin, E But the train’s put it’s brakes on, terrapin, E D And the whistle is screaming, terrapin.