So Was it sum mer when the (D)riv er ran dry,

or was it (F#m7)just an oth er dam?

I When the (Em)e vil of the (D)snow flake in June could (G)still be a (Bm)source of re lief.

where a (Em9)“Oh, how I (Em)love you,” I once (Em7)cried long a go,

but (Em9)I was the (Em)one high er who de (Em7)cid ed to (A)go,

(Am9)Wel to search hor be yond the fi nal (Fdim7)crest, though I’d heard it said just (Em7)birds

could (Bm)dwell

so (C)high.

So I pre tend ed to have (D)wings for my arms,

they and for (F#m7)took off in the air.

But flew to (Em)plac es which the (D)clouds nev er see, too (G)close to the (Bm)des erts of sand,

where The (Em9)thou sand mi (Em)rag es, till the (Em7)shep herds of lies

and (Em9)forced me to (Em)land high er and the (Em7)take a dis (A)guise.

(Am9)Wel come a hor se’s kick to send me (Fdim7)back one if I could find a (Em7)horse

not (Bm)made

of (C)sand.

If this des ert’s all there’ll (F#m)ev er be,

then tell me what be comes of me.

A fall of (Gm7)rain?

That (Fdim7)must have been an oth er of your dreams,

a (Am)dream (F)of (E7sus4)Mad

(Bm7)Man

(C#m)Moon.

(Gb)Hey man, I’m the (Cb)sand (Gb)man, and (Db)boy, have I (Gb)news for you.

They’re (Gb)gon na (Db)throw you in (Gbm)gaol, and you (Db)know they can’t (Cb)fail, ’cause (Db)sand is (Gbm)thick er than blood.

But a (E)pris on in (A)sand is a (E)ha ven in (Emaj7)hell, (A)for a (E)gaol can (A)give you a goal, and a (A)goal (B)can (Db)find (Eb)you a (F)role on a (Bb)mud dy (C)pitch in (F)New cas (Bb)tle (C)where it (F)rains so (Bb)much you (C)can’t (F)wait for a (Bb)touch (C)of (D)sun (E)and (Ebm7)sand,

sun and (Eb7sus4)sand.

With in the val ley of