Goodbye General

Parting on good terms, we are pleased to announce that all is well that ends well.

Goodbye General to lose
Your armies march on bread and water
I have stood in awe before your strategy
But now I bow before a different altar

Slipping along sorrels left bank
You'd stride with me in perfect meter
Had I been half the paragon I claim to be
You would not have been my teacher

Goodbye General you gave to me
One thousand sparks of inspiration
Your action made me time to ask the reason why
In station after station after station

And I know what it's like to play the fool
It's instinct I can't overcome
But I could name one thousand people I'd rather be
But your name does not rank as one

Slipping along sorrels left bank
No logic could have made it easier
You gladly gave to me all that was my due
But what was Caesar's due you gladly gave to Caesar

Intro. Abm C#m F# B
Verse B E
Inst. E B