# #After The Gold Rush #Written By Neil Young # D G Well,I dreamed I saw the knights in armour comin', D G Sayin somethin' about a queen D A There were peasants singin' and drummers drummin', G A And the archer split the tree Bm C There was a fanfare blowin' to the sun, G C There was floating on the breeze D A Look at Mother Nature on the run, C G In the Nineteen-Seventies D A C G Look at Mother Nature on the run,in theNineteen-Seventies D G D G I was lying in a burned out basement,with afull moon in my eye D A G A I was hoping for replacement,when the sun burst through the sky Bm C G C There was band playing in my head,and Ifelt like getting high D A C G I was thinking about what a friend had said I was hoping it was a lie D A C G Thinking about what friend had said, I was hoping it was a lie Solo: -----0-0-0-0-0-----0------0-0--------------0-2-3-2-0-------0-- -3-3-----------3-3----3-3-----3-3-3----3-3-----------3-3-3---- -------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------- ---0-2-----2-0----5-7-5-2--2-2--0---0---0-2-------0--- -3-----3-3------------------------3---------3-3-3----- ------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------ -----0-0-0-0--2-3-2--0-0--0-2----------- -3-3---------------------------3-3-0-3-- ---------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------- Repeat that last line once more D G D G Well I dreamed I saw the silverspaceship lyin' in the yellow haze of the sun D A G A There were children crying and colours flying all around the chosen one Bm C G C All in a dream, all in a dream the loading had begun D A C G Flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun D A C Flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home