Dr Watson I Presume Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

EmI sat in a motel room with the doctor

AmJust before we wereEm supposed to sing

AmHe said regarding this guardianEm wing

AmThis black and clipped misshapen Emthing

AmHobbling on from claw to Gring D

AmHung upside down aDnd cawing

GPecking at carriEmon of the fallen

AmBattalion

DThawing

 On froCzen mooring

Blackbird in a crust no more

They fell down 4 and 20

Bloodstained the land of want and plenty

Now raven standing at his shoulder

Stared with eyes of molten solder

GDrippinDg on a lacqueCr box G

GIntroduDcing keys Cto locks G

GSeven taDlents thereAm wherC/Be hiddeCn

CMysterious and some forDbidden

EmTake the honDey from tChe comb G

EmRavel threadD around tChe loom G

EmDig the dirtD up from Cthe tomb G

AmDoctC/Bor ..C.Watson, I DpresumGe

One will follow

Two unknown sorrow

Three for laughter

Four ever after

Five-foot flood when the waters hit

Six feet deep, the eternal pit

Seven prayers and seven pleas

To eight imagined deities

Cat o' nine tails

Cat of nine lives

Brides turned into old wives tales

Your complexion colours then it pales

And into the sunset it sails

Soon these secrets will be scattered

Heaven knows what lies inside

It took a moment to discover

A lifetime to decide

Take the honey from the comb

Ravel thread around the loom

Dig the dirt up from the tomb

Dr. Watson, I presume

AmI sat in a motel room with the doctor

DmJust before we wereAm supposed to sing

DmHe said regarding this guardianAm wing

DmThis black and clipped misshapen Amthing

DmHobbling on from claw to Cring G

DmHung upside down aGnd cawing

CPecking at carriAmon of the fallen

DmBattalion

GThawing

 On froFzen mooring

Blackbird in a crust no more

They fell down 4 and 20

Bloodstained the land of want and plenty

Now raven standing at his shoulder

Stared with eyes of molten solder

CDrippinGg on a lacqueFr box C

CIntroduGcing keys to Flocks C

CSeven taGlents there whDmere hidden F

FMysterious and some forGbidden

AmTake the honGey from tFhe comb C

AmRavel threadG around tFhe loom C

AmDig the dirtG up from Fthe tomb C

DmDoctor WFatson, I prGesume C

One will follow

Two unknown sorrow

Three for laughter

Four ever after

Five-foot flood when the waters hit

Six feet deep, the eternal pit

Seven prayers and seven pleas

To eight imagined deities

Cat o' nine tails

Cat of nine lives

Brides turned into old wives tales

Your complexion colours then it pales

And into the sunset it sails

Soon these secrets will be scattered

Heaven knows what lies inside

It took a moment to discover

A lifetime to decide

Take the honey from the comb

Ravel thread around the loom

Dig the dirt up from the tomb

Dr. Watson, I presume