MINSTREL IN THE GALLERY 
  

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Esus4 E          B     G D                            A 
The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces. 
A E             A B                  G D                   A 
 He met the gazes --- observed the spaces between the old men's cackle. 
A E                 A B                G D                        A 
Then he brewed a song of love and hatred--obliquesuggestions and he waited. 
A E          A B                G D              A 
He polarized the pumpkin-eaters --- static-humming panel-beaters --- 
  

Bm    E             A  F#m    D          E            F#m 
The minstrel in the gallery looked down on the rabbit-run. 
D      E             A    F#m       D     E            F#m E 
And threw away his looking-glass - saw his face in everyone. 
(REST THE SAME) 

He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating 
  one-line jokers --- T.V. documentary makers 
  (overfed and undertakers). 
Sunday paper backgammon players --- family-scarred 
  and women-haters. 
Then he called the band down to the stage and he 
  looked at all the friends he'd made. 

The minstrel in the gallery looked down on the 
  rabbit-run. 
And threw away his looking-glass - saw his face in 
  everyone. 


ACUSTIC PART 

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A       Am           C   F  G             D              G A 
The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the smiling faces. 
 F           C                     F G 
He met the gazes --- observed the spaces 
 D                      G A 
between the old men's cackle. 
A           Am        C      F  G 
He brewed a song of love and hatred 
     G             D              G A 
--- oblique suggestions --- and he waited. 
F      C          F  G  C            F C      G 
He polarized the pumpkin-eaters --- static-humming 
  G          C 
  panel-beaters --- 
F      C            F    G      C 
freshly day-glow'd factory cheaters 
G             D              G A 
  (salaried and collar-scrubbing). 
(REST THE SAME) 

He titillated men-of-action --- belly warming, hands 
  still rubbing on the parts they never mention. 
He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating 
  one-line jokers --- T.V. documentary makers 
  (overfed and undertakers). 
Sunday paper backgammon players --- family-scarred 
  and women-haters. 
        F          C      F   G    C 
Then he called the band down to the stage 
     F             Em      Dm     Am Am/G Am/F#  F    A 
and he looked at all the friends he'd made. 

  

Words and music by  IAN ANDERSON 

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