Anyone able to figure out Yarmouth Road?

[No Nice Guy]

I've been trying to figure out how to play Yarmouth Road ever since I got home from SPAC, but alas, my ear isn't very good.  I've got a Am > G > Bb progression, but I can't help but feel it's wrong.  Anyone got an opinion?

[jadirusso]

This is what I got on quick listen:

Verse
Abm A E B Abm A Abm

Chorus
Ab Eb Bbm Db

Bridge... (chorus before bridge ends with F# instead of Db)
Db    Eb      Fm

Fm Eb
Fm Eb
Bbm F# Db F#

then back to Abm

[Helping Friendly]

So I am really digging this song alot. After hearing it last night in A.C. does anyone have the lyrics with tabs? Is a great tune!

[Helping Friendly]

Taken from Phish.net    Who woulda thought? Sorry for the dumb question!

Yarmouth Road Lyrics

Lyrics:

    (Gordon/Murawski)

    I dig a deep hole, bees buzzing all around
    But I know you'll be happy
    That I'm pouring concrete in the ground

    Hoist up posts and beams erratically
    Garden plot's beautiful, Painter gets at it
    But I guess I should have checked with you somehow

    Thought I could get you to come to Yarmouth Road
    Hang with the bees and buzz in the honeycomb
    All I ever wanted you to do was to come on home
    Hang with the bees and buzz in the honeycomb

    I filled up the shelves with funny books to laugh to
    Lazy susan has some of the mocha rings that you love
    Registered our names so they'll know where to bring us our mail

    Couldn't find flat wax for all the mahogany
    Didn't we see some walking through a trade show
    Does any of this even start to ring a bell

    Thought I could get you to come to Yarmouth Road
    Hang with the bees and buzz in the honeycomb
    All I ever wanted you to do was to come on home
    Hang with the bees and buzz in the honeycomb, when we need to roam

    Blind faith stings hastily
    My faith brings me, right to the flower shop
    I'd like that bouquet please, wrap some of those extra green things around the stems
    A little card to write on if you have them

    Candles are lit all the red napkins folded
    Pecan pie wafting fumes from the oven
    Turned off all the ringers on the phones

    Look out the window see headlights passing by
    Maybe I don't see you and I don't really know why
    Don't make me feel like a guest in our own home