I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream.
F                                                  Bb
I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream
F                                              Bb
Ah, child of countless trees.
Fm7                      Bbm
Ah, chile of boundless seas
Fm7                    Bbm
What you are; what you're meant to be
Gm(add A)                          Bb


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Speaks his name, though you were born to me
Gm(Add A)                                 Bb
Born to me, cassidy
F

(Music is same for 2nd verse)

Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac
I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back
Come wash the nightime clean.
Come grow the scorched ground green.

Blow the horn, tap the tambourine.
Close the gap of the dark years in between
You and me, cassidy.

Quick beats in an icy heart
Bb                 F
Catch-colt draws a coffin cart
Bb                 F
There he goes and how here she starts
Bb                        F
Hear her cry
C            Gm7 F
Flight of the sea-birds
C                       Gm7   F
Scattered like the lost words
C                             Gm7 F
Wheel to the storm and fly
C               Bb       F
Faring thee well, now  let your life proceed by it's own design
F                                         Bb
Nothing to tell now, let the words be yours, I'm done with mine.
F                                           Bb
Faring thee well

Song ends with a jam in F