Miniver Cheevy
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Adapted from "Miniver Cheevy" by Edwin Arlington Robinson.
Tablature for guitar tuned EADGBE.

intro: 777877 <-> 777,10,77
p1:
   12,12,0xxx
   12,11,0xxx
   12,12,0xxx
   12,11,0xxx
   12,10,0xxx
   9990xx
   7770xx
   5550xx   |- 2x |- 2x
   55530x   |     |
   5550xx         |

p1': p1 but with the 555 ending altered to
   5550xx   |- 2x 
   55530x   |     
   5550xx         
   55503x
   55005x
   55503x

chorus:
   77770x   |- 3x
   55550x   |
   22210x   |
   0545xx   |

interlude:
   x5543x
   x4432x
   x90xxx      |- 2x
   x,10,0xxx   |
   x90xxx
   x80xxx      |- 2x
   x90xxx      |
   x50xxx      
   x30xxx      |- 2x
   x50xxx      |
   x55h3xx
   x550xx      |- 2x
   x553xx      |
   x55h3xx
   x550xx      
   x5503x
   x5005x     
   x5503x
   4444xx      |- 2x
   4744xx      |
   5555xx      
   5755xx      
   5555xx      
   5757xx
   575765
   57575x

outro:
   x5543x
   x5045x
   x5043x
   12,12,0xxx
   12,11,0xxx
   12,10,0xxx
   12,11,0xxx
   0,12,0xxx
   0,12,0,11,xx

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Miniver Cheevy, child of scorn,              p1
   Grew lean while he assailed the seasons;
He wept he was ever born,
   And he had reasons
   Reasons, reasons

Miniver loved the days of old                          p1
   When swords were bright and steeds were prancing;
The vision of warrior bold
   Would set him dancing
   Dancing, dancing

Miniver mourned the ripe renown          p1'               
   That made so many a name so fragrant;
He mourned Romance, on the town,
   And Art, a vagrant
   Vagrant, vagrant

"Curse this place!         |
It lacks mediaeval grace.  |
This suit i loathe.        |- chorus
Dress me in iron clothes!  |
You say, it's not,         |
But i see Camelot."        |

[interlude]

Miniver loved the Medici,         p1
   Albeit he had never seen one;
He would have sinned incessantly
   Could he have been one
   Been one, been one

Miniver scorned the gold he sought,        p1'
   But sore annoyed was he without it;
Miniver thought, and thought, and thought,
   And thought about it
   'Bout it, 'bout it

[chorus]


Miniver Cheevy, born too late,            outro
   Scratched his head, kept on thinking;
Miniver coughed, called it fate,
   And kept on drinking.