Jeez, it's been so long since I've bopped into Mudcat. Forgot what I've been missing!

I know this thread started long ago, but I thought I'd post my own 'cheat sheet', in case it's worth it to someone.

Some of the 'D' chords may be 'D7's; use your judgment.

To be thorough: Copy and paste the lyrics below. Set your page for a mono-spaced font (such as DejaVu Sans Mono - preferred - or Courier New. I format my cheat sheet pages to 1/4 inch borders all around and 12-point print. If you have wider margins, 11-point should serve as well.

It's 5 in the morning and this is the sort of thing I do when I can't sleep!    :-)



Emigrant Eyes
Guy Clark / Roger Murrah


G                                     C          Em       Am
Old Ellis Island was swarming, like a scene from a costume ball
       D                               C             D          G
Decked out in the colours of Europe, on fire with the hope of it all
         G                                           C         Em       Am
There my father's own father stood huddled, with the tired and hungry & scared
D                            C            D                G
Turn of the century pilgrims, bound by the dreams that they shared


G                                           C         Em         Am
They were standing in line just like cattle, poked and sorted and shoved.
          D                                     C         D            G
Some were one desk away from sweet freedom, some torn from someone they loved.
       G                               C             Em          Am
To this sprawling tower of Babel, came a young man con-fused and a-lone.
D                                 C             D       G
Determined and bound for America, carrying every-thing he owned.


chorus:            C                                             G
Some-times when I look in my grandfathers emigrant eyes,
D                                                   G
I see that day reflected, I can't hold my feelings in-side
      C                                                 G
I see starting with nothing and working hard all of his life.
         D                        C             D       G
So don't take it for granted, say grandfather's emigrant eyes


       G                                        C       Em            Am
Now he rocks and stares out the window, but his eyes are still just as clear,
       D                                        C            D         G
As the day he sailed through the harbour, came a-shore on the island of tears.
   G                                  C             Em    Am
My grandda's days are numbered, but I won't let his memory die,
               D                            C          D       G
He gave me the gift of this country, and the look in his emigrant eyes

(chorus, repeat last line)