Albatross Chords by Judy Collins
Tempo:
123.5 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
B
C#m
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#m] [A#]
[D#m]
[D#]
[F#] The lady [C#m] comes to the gate, [B] dressed in lavender and leather,
[C#m] looking north to the sea.
[B] She finds the weather fine.
She [A] hears the steeple bells ringing through the orchard all the way from [B] town.
She watches [A] seagulls fly, silver on the ocean,
stitching through the waves [B] the edges of [D#] the [D#m] sky.
[B]
[Bm] Many people [D] wander up the hills from all [A] around you,
[E] making up your [A] memories and thinking they have [E] found you.
[B] They [C#] cover you with [A] veils of wonder as if you were a [E] bride.
[C#m] Young men holding [A] violets are curious to know if you [E] have cried,
[A] and tell you why and ask you why either way you [E] answer.
Lace around the collars [A] of the blouses of the [E] ladies,
flowers from a Spanish [A] friend of the [E] family.
The embroidery [G#m] of your [F#m] life holds you in and keeps you out, [E] but you survive,
[C#m] imprisoned [E] in your bones [F#m] behind the icing glass [E] windows of your eyes.
[G#m] And in the [C#] night the [E] iron [A] wheels rolling through the [B]
[A] rain,
down the hill through the [D#] long [C#m] grass to the sea,
[G#m] [A]
bells ringing with [B] [A]
[D#] joy all the way.
[C#m] Alone, [A] [B] [F#]
[A] [B] [A] [F#]
[C#m]
even now by the gate, [D#m]
with your long hair blowing,
[A#]
and the colors of the day [B] that lie along your arms,
you must [A] barter your life to make sure you are living.
[B] And the crowd [A] that has come, you give them the colors,
and the [D#] bells, and the wind, and the dream.
[B]
[E] Will there never be a prince [A] who rides along the [E] sea and the mountains,
scattering the [A] sand and the foam into [E] amethyst fountains,
[C#m] riding up [B] the hills [F#m] from the beach in the [E] long summer grass,
[C#m] [B] holding the sun in his [F#m]
hands and shattering the [E] icing glass.
[Bm] Day and night and day [D] again and people come and go [A] away forever,
[E] while the shining [A] summer sea dances in the [E] glass of your mirror.
[C#m] While you [E] search the [A] waves for love and your [E] visions for a sign,
[C#m] the knot of [E] tears around [A] your throat is crystallizing [E] into your design.
[E]
[G#m] And in the [C#] night the [E] iron [A] wheels rolling through the [B] [A] rain,
down the hills through the [D#] long [C#m] grass to the sea,
[B] [A] bells ringing with [B] [A] pain all the [B] way.
[C#m] Hello,
[B] [A] come along [B] [C#]
[D#] with
[C#m] me.
[A] [B] [F#m] [D#] [A] [D#m]
[F#] [D#] [F#]
[D#] [F#] [D#]
[D#m]
[D#]
[F#] The lady [C#m] comes to the gate, [B] dressed in lavender and leather,
[C#m] looking north to the sea.
[B] She finds the weather fine.
She [A] hears the steeple bells ringing through the orchard all the way from [B] town.
She watches [A] seagulls fly, silver on the ocean,
stitching through the waves [B] the edges of [D#] the [D#m] sky.
[B]
[Bm] Many people [D] wander up the hills from all [A] around you,
[E] making up your [A] memories and thinking they have [E] found you.
[B] They [C#] cover you with [A] veils of wonder as if you were a [E] bride.
[C#m] Young men holding [A] violets are curious to know if you [E] have cried,
[A] and tell you why and ask you why either way you [E] answer.
Lace around the collars [A] of the blouses of the [E] ladies,
flowers from a Spanish [A] friend of the [E] family.
The embroidery [G#m] of your [F#m] life holds you in and keeps you out, [E] but you survive,
[C#m] imprisoned [E] in your bones [F#m] behind the icing glass [E] windows of your eyes.
[G#m] And in the [C#] night the [E] iron [A] wheels rolling through the [B]
[A] rain,
down the hill through the [D#] long [C#m] grass to the sea,
[G#m] [A]
bells ringing with [B] [A]
[D#] joy all the way.
[C#m] Alone, [A] [B] [F#]
[A] [B] [A] [F#]
[C#m]
even now by the gate, [D#m]
with your long hair blowing,
[A#]
and the colors of the day [B] that lie along your arms,
you must [A] barter your life to make sure you are living.
[B] And the crowd [A] that has come, you give them the colors,
and the [D#] bells, and the wind, and the dream.
[B]
[E] Will there never be a prince [A] who rides along the [E] sea and the mountains,
scattering the [A] sand and the foam into [E] amethyst fountains,
[C#m] riding up [B] the hills [F#m] from the beach in the [E] long summer grass,
[C#m] [B] holding the sun in his [F#m]
hands and shattering the [E] icing glass.
[Bm] Day and night and day [D] again and people come and go [A] away forever,
[E] while the shining [A] summer sea dances in the [E] glass of your mirror.
[C#m] While you [E] search the [A] waves for love and your [E] visions for a sign,
[C#m] the knot of [E] tears around [A] your throat is crystallizing [E] into your design.
[E]
[G#m] And in the [C#] night the [E] iron [A] wheels rolling through the [B] [A] rain,
down the hills through the [D#] long [C#m] grass to the sea,
[B] [A] bells ringing with [B] [A] pain all the [B] way.
[C#m] Hello,
[B] [A] come along [B] [C#]
[D#] with
[C#m] me.
[A] [B] [F#m] [D#] [A] [D#m]
[F#] [D#] [F#]
[D#] [F#] [D#]
Key:
A
E
B
C#m
D#
A
E
B
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A#] _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ The lady [C#m] comes to the _ gate, _ [B] dressed in lavender and leather,
_ _ [C#m] _ looking north to the sea.
[B] _ She finds the weather _ fine.
She [A] hears the steeple bells ringing through the orchard all the way from [B] town.
She watches [A] seagulls fly, silver on the ocean,
stitching through the waves [B] the edges of [D#] the [D#m] sky. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] Many people [D] wander up the hills from all [A] around you,
_ [E] making up your [A] memories and thinking they have [E] found you.
_ [B] They [C#] cover you with [A] veils of wonder as if you were a [E] bride.
_ [C#m] Young men holding [A] violets are curious to know if you [E] have cried,
[A] and tell you why and ask you why either way you [E] answer.
_ _ Lace around the collars [A] of the blouses of the [E] ladies, _
_ _ flowers from a Spanish [A] friend of the [E] family.
_ The embroidery [G#m] of your [F#m] life holds you in and keeps you out, [E] but you survive,
[C#m] imprisoned [E] in your bones [F#m] behind the icing glass [E] windows of your _ eyes.
_ [G#m] _ And in the [C#] night the [E] iron [A] wheels rolling through the [B]
[A] rain,
_ _ down the hill through the [D#] long _ [C#m] grass to the _ _ sea,
_ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ [A]
bells ringing with [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D#] joy all the _ _ way.
_ [C#m] _ Alone, _ [A] _ _ [B] _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ [F#] _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ even now by the gate, [D#m] _
with your long hair blowing,
_ [A#] _
and the colors of the day [B] that lie along your arms,
you must [A] barter your life to make sure you are living.
_ [B] _ And the crowd [A] that has _ come, you give them the colors,
and the [D#] bells, and the wind, and the dream.
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [E] Will there never be a prince [A] who rides along the [E] sea and the _ mountains,
scattering the [A] sand and the foam into [E] amethyst _ _ fountains,
[C#m] riding up [B] the hills [F#m] from the beach in the [E] long summer grass,
[C#m] [B] holding the sun in his [F#m]
hands and shattering the [E] icing _ glass. _
[Bm] Day and night and day [D] again and people come and go [A] away forever,
_ _ [E] while the shining [A] summer sea dances in the [E] glass of your mirror. _
_ [C#m] While you [E] search the [A] waves for love and your [E] visions for a sign,
[C#m] the knot of [E] tears around [A] your throat is crystallizing [E] into your design.
_ [E] _
_ [G#m] And in the [C#] night the [E] iron [A] wheels rolling through the [B] [A] rain, _ _
down the hills through the [D#] long [C#m] grass to the sea, _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [A] bells ringing with [B] _ [A] pain all the _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ way.
_ _ [C#m] _ _ Hello, _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [A] come _ _ _ along [B] _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ with
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ me.
_ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [D#] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D#m] _
_ _ [F#] _ [D#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [D#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [D#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ The lady [C#m] comes to the _ gate, _ [B] dressed in lavender and leather,
_ _ [C#m] _ looking north to the sea.
[B] _ She finds the weather _ fine.
She [A] hears the steeple bells ringing through the orchard all the way from [B] town.
She watches [A] seagulls fly, silver on the ocean,
stitching through the waves [B] the edges of [D#] the [D#m] sky. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] Many people [D] wander up the hills from all [A] around you,
_ [E] making up your [A] memories and thinking they have [E] found you.
_ [B] They [C#] cover you with [A] veils of wonder as if you were a [E] bride.
_ [C#m] Young men holding [A] violets are curious to know if you [E] have cried,
[A] and tell you why and ask you why either way you [E] answer.
_ _ Lace around the collars [A] of the blouses of the [E] ladies, _
_ _ flowers from a Spanish [A] friend of the [E] family.
_ The embroidery [G#m] of your [F#m] life holds you in and keeps you out, [E] but you survive,
[C#m] imprisoned [E] in your bones [F#m] behind the icing glass [E] windows of your _ eyes.
_ [G#m] _ And in the [C#] night the [E] iron [A] wheels rolling through the [B]
[A] rain,
_ _ down the hill through the [D#] long _ [C#m] grass to the _ _ sea,
_ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ [A]
bells ringing with [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D#] joy all the _ _ way.
_ [C#m] _ Alone, _ [A] _ _ [B] _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ [F#] _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ even now by the gate, [D#m] _
with your long hair blowing,
_ [A#] _
and the colors of the day [B] that lie along your arms,
you must [A] barter your life to make sure you are living.
_ [B] _ And the crowd [A] that has _ come, you give them the colors,
and the [D#] bells, and the wind, and the dream.
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [E] Will there never be a prince [A] who rides along the [E] sea and the _ mountains,
scattering the [A] sand and the foam into [E] amethyst _ _ fountains,
[C#m] riding up [B] the hills [F#m] from the beach in the [E] long summer grass,
[C#m] [B] holding the sun in his [F#m]
hands and shattering the [E] icing _ glass. _
[Bm] Day and night and day [D] again and people come and go [A] away forever,
_ _ [E] while the shining [A] summer sea dances in the [E] glass of your mirror. _
_ [C#m] While you [E] search the [A] waves for love and your [E] visions for a sign,
[C#m] the knot of [E] tears around [A] your throat is crystallizing [E] into your design.
_ [E] _
_ [G#m] And in the [C#] night the [E] iron [A] wheels rolling through the [B] [A] rain, _ _
down the hills through the [D#] long [C#m] grass to the sea, _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [A] bells ringing with [B] _ [A] pain all the _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ way.
_ _ [C#m] _ _ Hello, _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [A] come _ _ _ along [B] _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ with
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ me.
_ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [D#] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D#m] _
_ _ [F#] _ [D#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [D#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [D#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _