Biography:
Robert Wyatt, born Robert Ellidge, in Bristol, UK on 28 January 1945, is an English musician, and a former member of the influential Canterbury scene band Soft Machine.
As a teenager, he lived with his parents in a fourteen-room Georgian guest-house, Wellington House, in Lydden near Canterbury. Here he was taught the drums by visiting American jazz drummer George Niedorf.
In 1962, Wyatt and Niedorf moved to Majorca where they stayed with the poet Robert Graves.
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ROBERT WYATT - HEAPS OF SHEEPS
from the 1997 album "Shleep"
Music and Lyrics by Alfreda Benge, Robert Wyatt, and Brian Eno
tabbed by Tha Funkinator (dwarfmuncher(at)gmail.com)
NOTES:
A lot of this song involves I-IV vamping that I wouldn't quite consider a chord change
(in this case, C# to F#). Play C# as [xx666x], then hammer on the middle and ring finger
in an Am7 shape like [xx867x]
[Verse 1]
C# F# C# F# C#
I realized my fist was clenched, I stretched my fingers to re___ - lax
C# F# C# F# C#
Still not sleep - y, I tried counting sheep
F#7 C#
One by one, leapt across the fence constructed for them
F#7 C#
Right to left, across the fence I had constructed
E C#
Having jumped, they refused further direction
[Verse 2]
C# F# C# F# C#
Each sheep where it land - ed, refusing to exit, remained
F# C# F# C#
Creating a vast wri - thing heap growing fast on the land
F#7 C#
Try as I might, I could not stop them entering, once again,
F#7 C#
Try as they might, not one could leave the stead
E C#
I realize my fists were clenched, I stretch my fingers...
[Verse 3]
C# F# C# F# C#
Each sheep where it land - ed, refusing to exit, remained
F# C# F# C#
Creating a vast wri - thing heap growing quickly at one side
F#7 C#
Try as they might, not one could leave the stead
F#7 C#
Try as they might, not one could leave the stead
E C#
No longer daring to close my eyes, still not sleepy
[CODA]
C# F# C#
Heaps of sheeps, heaps of sheeps... [repeat]
C# C#/G# C#
I realized my goose was cooked, I wandered ship-shape on the shore.
from the 1997 album "Shleep"
Music and Lyrics by Alfreda Benge, Robert Wyatt, and Brian Eno
tabbed by Tha Funkinator (dwarfmuncher(at)gmail.com)
NOTES:
A lot of this song involves I-IV vamping that I wouldn't quite consider a chord change
(in this case, C# to F#). Play C# as [xx666x], then hammer on the middle and ring finger
in an Am7 shape like [xx867x]
[Verse 1]
C# F# C# F# C#
I realized my fist was clenched, I stretched my fingers to re___ - lax
C# F# C# F# C#
Still not sleep - y, I tried counting sheep
F#7 C#
One by one, leapt across the fence constructed for them
F#7 C#
Right to left, across the fence I had constructed
E C#
Having jumped, they refused further direction
[Verse 2]
C# F# C# F# C#
Each sheep where it land - ed, refusing to exit, remained
F# C# F# C#
Creating a vast wri - thing heap growing fast on the land
F#7 C#
Try as I might, I could not stop them entering, once again,
F#7 C#
Try as they might, not one could leave the stead
E C#
I realize my fists were clenched, I stretch my fingers...
[Verse 3]
C# F# C# F# C#
Each sheep where it land - ed, refusing to exit, remained
F# C# F# C#
Creating a vast wri - thing heap growing quickly at one side
F#7 C#
Try as they might, not one could leave the stead
F#7 C#
Try as they might, not one could leave the stead
E C#
No longer daring to close my eyes, still not sleepy
[CODA]
C# F# C#
Heaps of sheeps, heaps of sheeps... [repeat]
C# C#/G# C#
I realized my goose was cooked, I wandered ship-shape on the shore.
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