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ARTIST: Cream
TITLE: White Room

The opening chords are:

  Gm  F   Dm  C    Gm   F   Dm  C   A?
e 10  8   x   x  | 10   8   x   x   x
B 11 10  10   8  | 11  10  10   8   8
G 12 10  10   9  | 12  12  10   9   9
D  x  x   0  10  |  x   x   0  10   7
A  x  x   x   x  |  x   x   x   x   0
E  x  x   x   x  |  x   x   x   x   x

Each chord is played with heavy vibrato and controlled feedback.

The chords for the verses are:

    D  Gsus4  G/B  Bb  C
e   x  x       x   x   x
B   3  3       3   x   x
G   2  0       0   3   5
D   0  0       0   3   5
A   x  3       2   1   3
E   x  x       x   x   x

Chords for the bridge, played with heavy wah-wah, are:

    C   G  Bb    A    C   G   Bb  C   D
e   0   3   x    x    0   3   x   x   x
B   1   3   3    2    1   3   3   5   7
G   0   0   3    2    0   0   3   5   7
D   2   0   3    2    2   0   3   5   7
A   3   2   3h5  2h4  3   2   3h5 5h7 7h9
E   x   3   x    x    x   3   x   x   x

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From: Gudmundur.Reynaldsson@physik.uni-giessen.dbp.de
Subject:  White Room by The Cream

White Room --- The Cream

Dm  C  Am  G
Ah  Ah Ah  Ah

Dm  C  Am  G  Em
Ah Ah  Ah  Ah Ah

     Am        C            D      F G        Am     C  D F
In a white room with black curtains near the stations

  G        Am    C          D       F  G     Am       C  D F
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings,

 G      Am   C          D       F G       Am       C  D F
Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes.

 G         Am   C         D     F G      Am       C  D F
Dawnlight smiles on your leaving, my contentment.

      G             D             F          E
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines.

 G            D                F      G            A      A
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.


You said no strings could secure you at the stations.
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.
I walked into such a sad time at the station.
As I walked out felt my own need just beginning.
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back
I'll wait for you where the shadows run from themselves


At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd
Consolation from the old wound now forgotten
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes
She's jst dressing goodbye windows, tired starlings
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd,
Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves

Dm  C  Am  G
Ah  Ah Ah  Ah

Dm C  Am G  Em Am
Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah

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