Chords for Art Garfunkel - Waters Of March (Aguas de Março)

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A stick, a stone, it's the end of a [G#m] road.
It's the rest of a [C#] stump, it's a little [F#] alone.
It's a sliver of glass, it is life, it's the sun.
It is [E] night, it is death, it's [B] a trap, it's [F#] a gun.
[B] The oak when [F#m] it burns, a fox [C#] in the brush.
The knot of [Em] the wood, the song [F#] of the thrush.
[B] The wood [F#m] of the wind, a cliff, [C#] a fall.
A [B] scratch, a lump, it is [F#] nothing at all.
It's the wind blowing free, it's the end of a [C#] slope.
It's a beam, [B] it's a void, it's a hunch, it's a [F#] leap.
And the river bank talks of the [C#] waters of March.
It's the [E] end of the strain, it's the joy in [B] your heart.
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The foot, the ground, the flesh [C#] and the bone.
The beat [E] of the road, a sling shot [F#] stone.
A trunk load of bricks in the soft [A#m] morning light.
The shot of a gun [F#m] in the dead of [D#m] the night.
[B] A mile, a must, [F#] a frost, [C#] a bump.
It's a girl, [E] it's a rhyme, it's a cold, [F#] it's the mumps.
The plan [Bm] of the house, the [G#m] body in bed.
And the car [G] that got stuck, [C#] it's the mud, it's the mud.
[F#] A float, a drift, a flight, a [C#] wing.
A cock, a [B] [F#m] quail, the promise [F#] of spring.
[B] And the river [F#m] bank talks [B] of the waters [F] of March.
[C#] It's the promise [Em] of life, it's the joy in [B] your heart.
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[Em] _ _ _ _ [B] _ A point, a brain, a bee, [C#] a bite.
A blink, [E] a buzzer, a sudden [F#] stroke of night.
[B] A pin, [F#m] a needle, [B] a sting, [C#] a pain.
A [E] snail, a riddle, a wasp, [F#] a stain.
[B] A snake, a stick, it is John, [C#] it is Joe.
A fish, [A] a flash, a [F#] silvery glow.
And [B] the river bank talks of the waters of March.
It's the promise of life in your heart, in your heart.
A stick, [Bm] a stone, the end [G#m] of the load.
The rest [D#] of a stump, a long, [F#] soft road.
[B] A sliver [F#m] of glass, [B] a life, [A#m] a sun, a night, [Em] a death.
The end [F#] of the run, [B] and the river bank talks of the waters [C#] of March.
It's the end of [Em] all strain, it's the joy [B] in your heart.
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