Travellers Tales (ver. Acoustic)

	  		


Intro: C   F Dm7 C   F Dm G 

verse 1: 
C                                           F 
Each Sunday morning's the same as the one before 
       Dm                            C 
That's something that means more and more 
   G          F               C 
To me, as the years turn into rituals 
   G        F                                          C          F   Dm  G 
To me  -  I like the peace, the peace that at home can bring 


verse 2: 
    C                                         F 
The grey skies of London could tell a tale or two 
Dm                 C 
And maybe some are true 
      G        F              C 
While some are fables from forgotten times 
      G            F                         C       ~ ~ Am 
While some  -  are dreams snatched from thin air 


Bridge: 
               G         Am 
What are these stories? 
               G       Am 
But travellers tales 
                         G          F 
While the household lies sleeping 
                   Am 
I'll set my sails 
           G        Am 
Tales of adventure 
            D     F 
Fortune and fame 
              C        G 
Heartache and romance 

Of pride and of shame 


verse 3: 
C                                           F 
Time waits for no man, no man can turn back time 
    Dm                     C 
I'm guilty of the crime of trying 
   G         F                 C 
To hold onto days so long gone now 
   G             F                 C 
To hold  -  onto love that has now flown 


OUTRO: C    F   Dm   C       F   Dm   C       F   Dm   C       F   Dm 
     
         C                                           F 
         Each Sunday morning's the same as the one before