BADFINGER
CRIMSON SHIP
EVANS/HAM
A# F Gm F
My life was coloured, painting pictures out of tune
A# F G
You came from nowhere in a song
A# F Gm F
It might have been the way I laughed, he made the jokes
A# F G
Could only show me what was wrong
C F
He took me flying on his crimson ship
G A# F
He never left me his number
C F
He took me flying on his crimson ship
G A# F G
Then he was gone and I wondered
A# F Gm F
Who put the knots on all the crosses on the hill?
A# F G
Why did the old man wash his hands?
A# F Gm F
Who grew the flower that was big enough to kill?
A# F G
And blew the trumpet in the van, a-an
C F
He took me flying on his crimson ship
G A# F
He never left me his number
C F
He took me flying on his crimson ship
G A# F G
Then he was gone and I wondered
A# F C G
Oh-oh, oh-oh
A# F Gm F
When they were busy throwing kisses at the moon
A# F G
A# father lost his mother's son
A# F Gm F
And though they knew the resurrection would be soon
A# F G
The time was spent, they carried on, o-on
C F
He took me flying on his crimson ship
G A# F
He never left me his number
C F
He took me flying on his crimson ship
G A# F G C
Then he was gone and I wondered
G
Wondered Wondered Wondered . . . . .