DDPro's Website > Patrick Sky Chords > The Dance of Death
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Drop D tuning D C/D D Sing to me, sing to me, a tune that's made for dan-cing. D C/D D For I must do the dance of death for all the people wat-ching. G/D F/D G/D Turn around, turn around, doctors, bakers, law-yers. D C/D D Coming from all walks of life: Whitmans and Tom Saw-yers.
See the politicians grin as the dance gets wilder.
His dowager mother plays for him - don't you want to hear her?
Smoke is rising, thick as sugar, as the heels go flying.
Kiss them babies two by two; swing those mothers sighing.
Professional vampires do-si-do, suck their juices from them.
Makers of this hell on earth stick red hot dollars to them.
It's 'round and 'round the banker's vault as the count gets higher.
See the surplus alms collected; dancing in the fire.
King of Paupers turn around, misery unending.
Promenade with pestilence, rags upon you winding.
Monks and preachers ridicule you, curse you for your sinning.
Holy fathers dance you 'round, say death is your beginning.
Queen of Fools, turn around, life will be your folly.
Wave your wand at those who will waste away and worry.
Play them for the fools they are and make their steps up for them.
A clock that's shaken hard enough, it cannot stay in rhythm.
Sing to me, sing to me, a tune that's made for dancing.
For I must do the dance of death for all the people watching.
(Words and music by Patrick Sky, 1967)
Notes: In the demo version of the song, Pat sang "butchers" instead of "doctors".
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