Chords for Jane Monheit - Waters of march.mpg
Tempo:
167.6 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
Fm
D
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Thank you so much.
[Bb] This is by Antonio Carlos [Cm] Chopin.
A stick, a stone, it's the end [Am] of the road.
The rest [Fm] of the stuff, it's a little [G] alone.
It's a slave [Gb] of the place, it is life, [F] it's a sign.
It is night, it is death, [Bb] it's a trap, [Am] it's a gun.
The opening blooms, a [D] fox in the bush.
The night in [Fm] the wood, the song [F] of a dush.
[Dm] The word [Gm] of the wind, the clever [D] doll, the scratch on.
[Fm]
It is [F] nothing at [Dm] all, it's the wind blowing [C]
free.
It's the [Am] eighth episode, it's a [Fm] beautiful way.
It's a hunt, it's a [G] hope, and the [Gb] riverbank chokes.
The waters [F] emerge, it's the [D] promise of life.
It's the joy in your heart, the foot, [E] the ground,
the [Am] flesh and the bone.
The feet of [Fm] the road, a sledge, a [Em] stone, a fish, a [Gm] flash,
a [F] silvery glow, a fire, a bed, the [A] range of the boat.
The blood [Cm] of a woman, the [Am] blood of a man,
the blood dripping from the [Fm] face.
It's a [G] long sense of time and a spirit, [E] a snag, a point,
a [F] nail, a [D] drip of dry, the end of the tale.
A chance of [Gm] a breath, a soft [D] morning light.
The shot of a [C] gun in the dead of the [C] night.
Oh my, almost, a thrust [Am] of bone.
It's a girl, [Fm] it's a rat, it's a cold, [D] it's a mouse.
The blood of a house, a body in red,
and the car [Fm] that got stuck is a man, [A] is a man.
A snow [C] and a river, a [Am] flight away.
The [Fm] hawk, a quiver, the [C] promises stream, and [Gb] the river bend.
So the [F] waters of my heart, it's the end [D] of all screams.
It's the joy in your heart.
[Gbm]
[Ebm]
[Am]
[E]
[E] [D]
[C]
[Cm]
[Am] [Ab] [C]
A snake, [Ebm] a snake, it is [D] dry, it is tough.
The thorn [Fm] in your hand, and a cut on [C] your toe.
A bone, [Eb] a brain, a feet, [Dm] a pain, a pain, a [Fm] burden.
A sudden [G] stroke of night, a pee, [Gm] a needle, a stink, pain.
A snail, a [Db] riddle, a wild, [C] a stain.
A [Cm] maze in the mountains, a horse [D] and a mule.
In the distance, [Db] a shell, smoke, and shadows [C] of blue.
The river [Cm] bends, the rocks, and the [Dm] water demarcates.
The promise of [F] life in your heart, in [C] your heart.
I see, [Gm] I see, [Am] the end of the road.
[A] There is [Bb] a sun, oh, [B] a sun, [C]
a moon.
A sliver [Gm] of glaze, a [C] light, the [Fm] sun.
[Gm]
[D] [Bb]
[D] And the [C]
river bends, the rocks, and the waters [D] of my heart.
It's the end of all [C] screams.
It's [F] the truth.
[Fm]
[Gm] [Fm]
[C] In your heart.
[C] [F]
[Fm] [A]
[Gm] [F]
[Fm] [E]
[Gm]
[Am] [Bb]
[F]
[A] [Bb]
[Cm] [F]
[A] [Bb]
[D]
[F] [A]
From [F] your [Am]
[C] [D]
heart.
[Am]
[D] [F] Thank [Bb] you [F] so much everyone.
[Am] [E]
[Bb] This is by Antonio Carlos [Cm] Chopin.
A stick, a stone, it's the end [Am] of the road.
The rest [Fm] of the stuff, it's a little [G] alone.
It's a slave [Gb] of the place, it is life, [F] it's a sign.
It is night, it is death, [Bb] it's a trap, [Am] it's a gun.
The opening blooms, a [D] fox in the bush.
The night in [Fm] the wood, the song [F] of a dush.
[Dm] The word [Gm] of the wind, the clever [D] doll, the scratch on.
[Fm]
It is [F] nothing at [Dm] all, it's the wind blowing [C]
free.
It's the [Am] eighth episode, it's a [Fm] beautiful way.
It's a hunt, it's a [G] hope, and the [Gb] riverbank chokes.
The waters [F] emerge, it's the [D] promise of life.
It's the joy in your heart, the foot, [E] the ground,
the [Am] flesh and the bone.
The feet of [Fm] the road, a sledge, a [Em] stone, a fish, a [Gm] flash,
a [F] silvery glow, a fire, a bed, the [A] range of the boat.
The blood [Cm] of a woman, the [Am] blood of a man,
the blood dripping from the [Fm] face.
It's a [G] long sense of time and a spirit, [E] a snag, a point,
a [F] nail, a [D] drip of dry, the end of the tale.
A chance of [Gm] a breath, a soft [D] morning light.
The shot of a [C] gun in the dead of the [C] night.
Oh my, almost, a thrust [Am] of bone.
It's a girl, [Fm] it's a rat, it's a cold, [D] it's a mouse.
The blood of a house, a body in red,
and the car [Fm] that got stuck is a man, [A] is a man.
A snow [C] and a river, a [Am] flight away.
The [Fm] hawk, a quiver, the [C] promises stream, and [Gb] the river bend.
So the [F] waters of my heart, it's the end [D] of all screams.
It's the joy in your heart.
[Gbm]
[Ebm]
[Am]
[E]
[E] [D]
[C]
[Cm]
[Am] [Ab] [C]
A snake, [Ebm] a snake, it is [D] dry, it is tough.
The thorn [Fm] in your hand, and a cut on [C] your toe.
A bone, [Eb] a brain, a feet, [Dm] a pain, a pain, a [Fm] burden.
A sudden [G] stroke of night, a pee, [Gm] a needle, a stink, pain.
A snail, a [Db] riddle, a wild, [C] a stain.
A [Cm] maze in the mountains, a horse [D] and a mule.
In the distance, [Db] a shell, smoke, and shadows [C] of blue.
The river [Cm] bends, the rocks, and the [Dm] water demarcates.
The promise of [F] life in your heart, in [C] your heart.
I see, [Gm] I see, [Am] the end of the road.
[A] There is [Bb] a sun, oh, [B] a sun, [C]
a moon.
A sliver [Gm] of glaze, a [C] light, the [Fm] sun.
[Gm]
[D] [Bb]
[D] And the [C]
river bends, the rocks, and the waters [D] of my heart.
It's the end of all [C] screams.
It's [F] the truth.
[Fm]
[Gm] [Fm]
[C] In your heart.
[C] [F]
[Fm] [A]
[Gm] [F]
[Fm] [E]
[Gm]
[Am] [Bb]
[F]
[A] [Bb]
[Cm] [F]
[A] [Bb]
[D]
[F] [A]
From [F] your [Am]
[C] [D]
heart.
[Am]
[D] [F] Thank [Bb] you [F] so much everyone.
[Am] [E]
Key:
C
F
Fm
D
Am
C
F
Fm
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Thank you so much.
_ [Bb] This is by Antonio Carlos [Cm] Chopin.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ A stick, a stone, it's the end [Am] of the road.
The rest [Fm] of the stuff, it's a little [G] alone.
It's a slave [Gb] of the place, it is life, [F] it's a sign.
It is night, it is death, [Bb] it's a trap, [Am] it's a gun.
The opening blooms, a [D] fox in the bush.
The night in [Fm] the wood, the song [F] of a dush.
[Dm] The word [Gm] of the wind, the clever [D] _ doll, the scratch on.
[Fm] _
It is [F] nothing at [Dm] all, it's the wind blowing [C]
free.
It's the [Am] eighth episode, it's a [Fm] beautiful way.
It's a hunt, it's a [G] hope, and the [Gb] riverbank chokes.
The waters [F] emerge, it's the [D] promise of life.
It's the joy in your heart, the foot, [E] the ground,
the [Am] flesh and the bone.
The feet of [Fm] the road, a sledge, a [Em] stone, a fish, a [Gm] flash,
a [F] silvery glow, a fire, a bed, the [A] range of the boat.
The blood [Cm] of a woman, the [Am] blood of a man,
the blood dripping from the [Fm] face.
It's a [G] long sense of time and a spirit, [E] a snag, a point,
a [F] nail, a [D] drip of dry, the end of the tale.
A chance of [Gm] a breath, a soft [D] morning light.
The shot of a [C] gun in the dead of the [C] night.
Oh my, almost, a thrust [Am] of bone.
It's a girl, [Fm] it's a rat, it's a cold, [D] it's a mouse.
The blood of a house, a body in red,
and the car [Fm] that got stuck is a man, [A] is a man.
A snow [C] and a river, a [Am] flight away.
The [Fm] hawk, a quiver, the [C] promises stream, and [Gb] the river bend.
So the [F] waters of my heart, it's the end [D] of all screams.
It's the joy in your heart.
_ [Gbm] _ _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [C] _ _
A snake, [Ebm] a snake, it is [D] dry, it is tough.
The thorn [Fm] in your hand, and a cut on [C] your toe.
A bone, [Eb] a brain, a feet, [Dm] a pain, a pain, a [Fm] burden.
A sudden [G] stroke of night, a pee, [Gm] a needle, a stink, pain.
A snail, a [Db] riddle, a wild, [C] a stain.
A [Cm] maze in the mountains, a horse [D] and a mule.
In the distance, [Db] a shell, smoke, and shadows [C] of blue. _
The river [Cm] bends, the rocks, and the [Dm] water demarcates.
The promise of [F] life in your heart, in [C] your heart.
I see, [Gm] I see, [Am] the end of the road.
[A] There is [Bb] a sun, oh, [B] a sun, [C]
a moon.
_ A _ sliver [Gm] of glaze, _ a [C] light, _ the [Fm] sun.
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ And _ the [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ river _ _ bends, the rocks, _ and the waters [D] of my _ heart.
_ _ _ _ _ _ It's the end of all [C] screams. _
_ _ It's [F] the truth.
[Fm] _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ In your heart.
_ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
From _ [F] your _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [D]
heart. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ Thank [Bb] _ _ _ you _ [F] so much everyone.
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ Thank you so much.
_ [Bb] This is by Antonio Carlos [Cm] Chopin.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ A stick, a stone, it's the end [Am] of the road.
The rest [Fm] of the stuff, it's a little [G] alone.
It's a slave [Gb] of the place, it is life, [F] it's a sign.
It is night, it is death, [Bb] it's a trap, [Am] it's a gun.
The opening blooms, a [D] fox in the bush.
The night in [Fm] the wood, the song [F] of a dush.
[Dm] The word [Gm] of the wind, the clever [D] _ doll, the scratch on.
[Fm] _
It is [F] nothing at [Dm] all, it's the wind blowing [C]
free.
It's the [Am] eighth episode, it's a [Fm] beautiful way.
It's a hunt, it's a [G] hope, and the [Gb] riverbank chokes.
The waters [F] emerge, it's the [D] promise of life.
It's the joy in your heart, the foot, [E] the ground,
the [Am] flesh and the bone.
The feet of [Fm] the road, a sledge, a [Em] stone, a fish, a [Gm] flash,
a [F] silvery glow, a fire, a bed, the [A] range of the boat.
The blood [Cm] of a woman, the [Am] blood of a man,
the blood dripping from the [Fm] face.
It's a [G] long sense of time and a spirit, [E] a snag, a point,
a [F] nail, a [D] drip of dry, the end of the tale.
A chance of [Gm] a breath, a soft [D] morning light.
The shot of a [C] gun in the dead of the [C] night.
Oh my, almost, a thrust [Am] of bone.
It's a girl, [Fm] it's a rat, it's a cold, [D] it's a mouse.
The blood of a house, a body in red,
and the car [Fm] that got stuck is a man, [A] is a man.
A snow [C] and a river, a [Am] flight away.
The [Fm] hawk, a quiver, the [C] promises stream, and [Gb] the river bend.
So the [F] waters of my heart, it's the end [D] of all screams.
It's the joy in your heart.
_ [Gbm] _ _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [C] _ _
A snake, [Ebm] a snake, it is [D] dry, it is tough.
The thorn [Fm] in your hand, and a cut on [C] your toe.
A bone, [Eb] a brain, a feet, [Dm] a pain, a pain, a [Fm] burden.
A sudden [G] stroke of night, a pee, [Gm] a needle, a stink, pain.
A snail, a [Db] riddle, a wild, [C] a stain.
A [Cm] maze in the mountains, a horse [D] and a mule.
In the distance, [Db] a shell, smoke, and shadows [C] of blue. _
The river [Cm] bends, the rocks, and the [Dm] water demarcates.
The promise of [F] life in your heart, in [C] your heart.
I see, [Gm] I see, [Am] the end of the road.
[A] There is [Bb] a sun, oh, [B] a sun, [C]
a moon.
_ A _ sliver [Gm] of glaze, _ a [C] light, _ the [Fm] sun.
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ And _ the [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ river _ _ bends, the rocks, _ and the waters [D] of my _ heart.
_ _ _ _ _ _ It's the end of all [C] screams. _
_ _ It's [F] the truth.
[Fm] _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ In your heart.
_ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
From _ [F] your _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [D]
heart. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ Thank [Bb] _ _ _ you _ [F] so much everyone.
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _