Capotraste 2ª casa Tom: C C The angel of the Holy Grail F saw Galahad come riding C G C So he took the Holy Grail off the shelf. C And inside the holy chapel made for F Holy Grail hiding the angel C G C Could be seen to smile to himself. E7 G "If you're the great Sir Galahad C F From now on," said the angel C G C "May all angels call me blessed of my race." E7 G "If you're not the great Sir Galahad C F C I'll warn you, keep on riding and if you are G C I pray you'll let me see your face." C Galahad took off his helmet, said F "Good angel look upon me. C G C Fear not, for I bring tidings of great joy. C For long years the grail you've guarded, now F You get to let me drink it, how C G C Happy must be angels thus employed." CFCGC C "All the favors you shower upon F Me, a simple angel," said the C G C Angel, "your magnificence abounds. C Take your boots off great Sir Galahad, F For by your astounding beauty whatever C G C Ground you stand on turns to holy ground." C Galahad took off his boots, and he F Watched the ground quite closely C G C And the angel smiled to himself again. C He said, "I can't believe I'm asking, but F Sir Galahad please tell me, what is C G C It that makes you want to go to heaven? E7 G In heaven there's no lamb chops, C F Queen Guinevere's for hand jobs, C G C Marijuana, Kenny Rogers, or Ecstasy. E7 G No pillaging, no rape, perhaps C F you've come by some mistake to me C G C this seems more error than knight errantry. CFCGC x2 C Yes, and what about the stable boys, F I know you think they're handsome C G C and some of them , they think you're awful handsome too. C And, sitting up in heaven, you'll still F think about them often, when you're an C G C angel thinking's all that you can do." E7 G At this, Sir Galahad got angry, C F "Angel," he said, "don't you tempt me. C G C I wish to go to heaven and not to hell. E7 G So when stable boys look lonesome, C F When the women call me handsome, C G C I'll hold me virtue very firmly by myself." C "I guarantee you'll hold it often," F said the angel. "Oh one more thing, before you C G C drink the wine, please take your armor off. C I gotta carry you to heaven, F And despite what you'd imagine, C G C I have trouble bearing heavy things aloft." CFCGC x2 C Sir Galahad stood naked F In a pile of his armor, C G C His boots and helmet scattered all around. C His perfect lips, they sipped the grail, F His perfect heart commenced to fail, C G C His perfect body fell upon the ground. E7 G The angel lit a cigarette. C F When he was sure Galahad was dead, C G C He picked all of his clothes up off the floor. E7 G Then I put on his boots and armor C F I laid his body on the altar C G C Put his helmet on and I headed for the door.