I hear it's played in A with a capo on the first fret. You can play it this way if you just transpose a step down, but if you are ambitious you might like this tab, I created it for the piano. Enjoy! . . . | . . | . . | . . | . . | . Spirit on the water Darkness on the face of the deep I keep thinking 'bout you, baby, . . And I can't hardly sleep. . . I'm travelling by land Travelling through the dawn of the day You're always on my mind I can't stay away I'd forgotten 'bout you Then you turned up again I always knew We were meant to be more than friends When you're near, It's just as plain as it can be I'm wild about you, gal You ought to be a fool about me Can't explain The sources of this hidden pain You burned your way into my heart . . You got the key to my brain I've been trampling through mud praying to the powers above I'm sweating blood You got a face that begs for love Life without you Doesn't mean a thing to me If I can't have you I'll throw my love into the deep blue sea Sometimes I wonder Why you can't treat me right You do good all day And then you do wrong all night When you're with me I'm a thousand times happier than I could ever say What does it matter . . What price I pay? they brag about your sugar Brag about it all over town Put some sugar in my bowl I feel like layin' down I'm as pale as a ghost Holding a blossom on a stem You ever seen a ghost? No, but you have heard of them I see you there I'm blinded by the colors I see I take good care . . of what belongs to me . . . | / | I hear your name ringing up and down the line I'm saying it plain: . . These ties are strong enough to bind Your sweet voice calls out from some old familiar shrine I got no choice, . . can't believe these things would ever fade from your mind I could live forever with you perfectly You don't ever have to make a fuss over me From east to west ever since the world began I only mean it for the best . . I won't be with you any way I can . . . | / | I've been in a brawl Now I'm feeling the wall I'm going away, baby . . I won't be back till fall High on the hill you can carry all my thoughts with you You know my will This love could tear me in two I won't be with you in paradise and it seems so unfair I can't go to paradise no more, I killed a man back there You think I'm over the hill Think I'm past my prime Let me see what you got . . We can have a whoppin' good time Final guitar solo: : . . . : . . . : . . . : . . . : . . . : . . . : . . . : . . . : |