Tom: D
D A G G A D
Look there up above the hill, over the mountain
D A G G A D
With light from its holy lips, and blood from the stallion
D A G G A D
We talk of ancient scripts, its soul from the master
D A G G A D
Sent to do no harm, brought forth - from disaster
[Chorus]
C G F F G C
I raised my hand up high, and Boognish was looking onward
D A G G A D
Said thy work shall now be done, could we then move forward
D A G G A D
Gazing at its spongy eye, I gasped in all its glory
D A G
It's fun was made by putting forth
G A D
The end of the story
[Bridge]
C G F F G C D A G G A D
[Verse]
D A G G A D
Look there up above the hill, over the mountain
D A G G A D
With light from its holy lips, and blood from the stallion
D A G G A D
We talk of ancient scripts, its soul from the master
D A G G A D
Sent to do no harm, brought forth - from disaster
[Chorus]
C G F F G C
I raised my hand up high, and Boognish was looking onward
D A G G A D
Said thy work shall now be done, could we then move forward
D A G G A D
Gazing at its spongy eye, I gasped in all its glory
D A G
It's fun was made by putting forth
G A D
The end of the story
