More songs by Gordon Lightfoot

This file is part of a collection that (moreso than the rest of the site) are not meant to be detailed or accurate transcriptions of the original recordings. They're just some simple chord charts that I made for my own use, some of them my own arrangements.
- T-rev

"DON QUIXOTE" by Gordon Lightfoot www.lightfoot.ca
From his 1972 album of the same name
Written by Gordon Meredith Lightfoot Jr.
Transcribed by T-rev www.t-rev.net

Capo 4

	G                     G4          G
	Through the woodland, through the valley
	G                Gadd9    G
	Comes a horseman wild and free
	Tilting at the windmills passing
	Who can the brave young horseman be
	He is wild but he is mellow
	He is strong but he is weak
	He is cruel but he is gentle
	He is wise but he is meek

D
Reaching for his saddlebag
   C                              G
He takes a battered book into his hand
D
Standing like a prophet bold
   C                              G
He shouts across the ocean to the shore
                     D7
Till he can shout no more

	I have come o'er moor and mountain
	Like the hawk upon the wing
	I was once a shining knight
	Who was the guardian of a king
	I have searched the whole world over
	Looking for a place to sleep
	I have seen the strong survive
	And I have seen the lean grown weak

	See the children of the earth
	Who wake to find the table bare
	See the gentry in the country
	Riding off to take the air

Reaching for his saddlebag
He takes a rusty sword into his hand
Then striking up a knightly pose
He shouts across the ocean to the shore
Till he can shout no more

	See the jailer with his key
	Who locks away all trace of sin
	See the judge upon the bench
	Who tries the case as best he can
	See the wise and wicked ones
	Who feed upon life's sacred fire
	See the soldier with his gun
	Who must be dead to be admired

	See the man who tips the needle
	See the man who buys and sells
	See the man who puts the collar
	On the ones who dare not tell
	See the drunkard in the tavern
	Stemming gold to make ends meet
	See the youth in ghetto black
	Condemned to life upon the street

Reaching for his saddlebag
He takes a tarnished cross into his hand
Standing like a preacher now
He shouts across the ocean to the shore

Then in a blaze of tangled hooves
He gallops off across the dusty plain
                   D
In vain to search again
                  C
Where no one will hear

	Through the woodland, through the valley
	Comes a horseman wild and free
	Tilting at the windmills passing
	Who can the brave young horseman be?
	He is wild but he is mellow
	He is strong but he is weak
	He is cruel but he is gentle
	He is wise but he is meek

Transcribed 2023-05-08 by T-rev
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320003 G
320013 G4
320203 Gadd9
x00232 D/A
332010 C/G
xx0212 D7

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