Eyes Of The World
Grateful Dead

INTRO:
Emaj7  A  Emaj7  A

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Right outside this lazy summer home
Emaj7                           A              Emaj7  Bm   A
You aint got time to call your soul a critic, no
A                 C#m      B                   A
Right outside the lazy gate of winters summer home
C#m                 B                  D             A
Wonderin where the nut-thatch winters wings a mile long
Emaj7            A    Emaj7   A   C
Just carried the bird away

CHORUS
G                        C                       G       C
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
        G                          C                             G    C   C#
But the heart has its beaches, its homelands and thoughts of its own
D                        C                     G                  C
Wake now, discover, that you are the song that morning brings
        G                          C                           D Dsus4 D  Bm  A
But the heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own

Emaj7  A  Emaj7  A

      Emaj7                A                    Emaj7  Bm  A
There comes a redeemer and he slowly too fades away
      Emaj7             A                           Emaj7  Bm  A
There follows a wagon behind him thats loaded with clay
        A                          C#m                    B     A
And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay
    Emaj7                     A                         Emaj7  A  C
And night comes so quiet its close on the heels of the day

CHORUS
G                        C                       G       C
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
        G                          C                             G    C   C#
But the heart has its beaches, its homelands and thoughts of its own
D                        C                     G                  C
Wake now, discover, that you are the song that morning brings
        G                          C                           D Dsus4 D Bm A
But the heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own

Emaj7  A  Emaj7  A

Emaj7                    A                  Emaj7  Bm   A
Sometimes we live no particular way but our own
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Sometimes we visit your country and live in your home
A                         C#m     B                  A
Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone
Emaj7                       A                          Emaj7  A  C
Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own

CHORUS
G                        C                       G       C
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
        G                          C                             G    C   C#
But the heart has its beaches, its homelands and thoughts of its own
D                        C                     G                  C
Wake now, discover, that you are the song that morning brings
        G                          C                           D Dsus4 D Bm A
But the heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own

JAM OUT ON:
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