Kevin Johnson - Kedron Brook Chords
Tempo:
160.2 bpm
Chords used:
G#
C#
F#
A#m
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
In the last light of evening sun,
When the summer grasses spoke of early dew,
[G#] I took an [G] unfamiliar turn.
And [G#] so I wandered,
In the power of some strange [Gm] subconscious yearning,
[G#] Down the turnings and the twistings of [C] the road,
Till [Fm] the sun was gone [Cm] from the distant hills,
And [Fm] Kedron Brook [Cm] seemed strangely still.
Visions of sunsets and soft summer skies,
Like [C#] cellophane papers [Cm] that danced [G] in my eyes,
[Fm]
Echoes of footsteps [A#m] that wandered [Fm] their way,
Through the last [F#] lonely lights [Fm] of the day.
[F#] Feelings of feelings that sent my head reeling,
[C#] Just wondering how it would be,
[F#] That the feelings of something so strangely [C#] confusing,
Were strangely familiar [G#] to me.
Like the feeling of something [A#m] I seemed to recall,
[G#] But I couldn't remember [A#m] it all.
[G#] The feeling as though I had [A#m] stepped through a door,
[G#] And I knew I had been [A#m] there before.
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[C#]
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[C#] [F#]
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[F#]
[C#]
When [F#] the gentry were waltzing to the gentle Maxiners,
[C#] In the handsome cab swaying,
Like young ballerinas,
[G#] And life was as sweet as an old concertina,
[F#] That rattled its way [C#] through a holiday.
[F#] When the night was the sight of the weary lamplighters,
[C#] And the crowded marquees of the bed-misted fighters,
[G#] And the bustles and bows of the Saturday-nighters,
[F#] Were rustling their way [C#] through a Saturday.
[G#] When the world twirled around [A#m] to an old-fashioned sound,
[G#] In seasons we [A#m] young were ground,
[G#] Did I once [A] stand [A#m] there at Kedron Brook,
[G#] Watching the sun [A#m] going down.
[F#]
[C#]
[G#]
[F#]
[C#]
When the summer grasses spoke of early dew,
[G#] I took an [G] unfamiliar turn.
And [G#] so I wandered,
In the power of some strange [Gm] subconscious yearning,
[G#] Down the turnings and the twistings of [C] the road,
Till [Fm] the sun was gone [Cm] from the distant hills,
And [Fm] Kedron Brook [Cm] seemed strangely still.
Visions of sunsets and soft summer skies,
Like [C#] cellophane papers [Cm] that danced [G] in my eyes,
[Fm]
Echoes of footsteps [A#m] that wandered [Fm] their way,
Through the last [F#] lonely lights [Fm] of the day.
[F#] Feelings of feelings that sent my head reeling,
[C#] Just wondering how it would be,
[F#] That the feelings of something so strangely [C#] confusing,
Were strangely familiar [G#] to me.
Like the feeling of something [A#m] I seemed to recall,
[G#] But I couldn't remember [A#m] it all.
[G#] The feeling as though I had [A#m] stepped through a door,
[G#] And I knew I had been [A#m] there before.
[F#]
[C#]
[G#]
[F#]
[C#] [F#]
[C#]
[G#]
[F#]
[C#]
When [F#] the gentry were waltzing to the gentle Maxiners,
[C#] In the handsome cab swaying,
Like young ballerinas,
[G#] And life was as sweet as an old concertina,
[F#] That rattled its way [C#] through a holiday.
[F#] When the night was the sight of the weary lamplighters,
[C#] And the crowded marquees of the bed-misted fighters,
[G#] And the bustles and bows of the Saturday-nighters,
[F#] Were rustling their way [C#] through a Saturday.
[G#] When the world twirled around [A#m] to an old-fashioned sound,
[G#] In seasons we [A#m] young were ground,
[G#] Did I once [A] stand [A#m] there at Kedron Brook,
[G#] Watching the sun [A#m] going down.
[F#]
[C#]
[G#]
[F#]
[C#]
Key:
G#
C#
F#
A#m
Fm
G#
C#
F#
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_ In the last light of evening sun, _ _ _
When the summer grasses spoke of early dew,
_ _ [G#] I took an _ [G] unfamiliar turn. _
_ _ And [G#] so I wandered, _ _
In the power of some strange _ [Gm] subconscious _ yearning,
_ _ _ _ [G#] Down the _ turnings _ and the twistings of [C] the road, _
_ _ _ _ Till [Fm] the sun was gone _ [Cm] from the distant hills, _
_ _ _ And [Fm] Kedron Brook _ _ _ [Cm] seemed _ strangely still.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Visions of sunsets and soft summer skies,
Like [C#] cellophane papers [Cm] that danced [G] in my eyes,
[Fm] _ _
Echoes of footsteps [A#m] that wandered [Fm] their way,
_ Through the last [F#] lonely lights [Fm] of the day.
_ _ _ [F#] _ Feelings of feelings that sent my head reeling,
[C#] Just wondering how it would _ be,
_ [F#] That the feelings of something so strangely _ [C#] confusing,
Were strangely familiar [G#] to me.
_ _ Like the feeling of something [A#m] I seemed to recall,
_ [G#] But I couldn't _ remember [A#m] it all. _
_ _ [G#] The feeling as though I had [A#m] stepped through a door,
_ [G#] And I knew I had been [A#m] there before.
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When _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] the gentry were waltzing to the gentle _ _ Maxiners,
[C#] In the handsome cab _ swaying,
Like young ballerinas,
[G#] And life was as sweet _ as an old _ concertina,
[F#] That rattled its way _ [C#] through a holiday.
_ _ [F#] When the night was the sight of the weary _ lamplighters,
[C#] And the crowded _ _ marquees of the bed-misted fighters,
[G#] And the bustles and bows of the Saturday-nighters,
[F#] Were rustling their way _ [C#] through a Saturday.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] When the world twirled around [A#m] to an old-fashioned sound,
[G#] _ In seasons we [A#m] young were ground,
_ _ _ [G#] Did I once [A] stand [A#m] there at Kedron Brook,
_ _ [G#] Watching the sun [A#m] going down.
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_ In the last light of evening sun, _ _ _
When the summer grasses spoke of early dew,
_ _ [G#] I took an _ [G] unfamiliar turn. _
_ _ And [G#] so I wandered, _ _
In the power of some strange _ [Gm] subconscious _ yearning,
_ _ _ _ [G#] Down the _ turnings _ and the twistings of [C] the road, _
_ _ _ _ Till [Fm] the sun was gone _ [Cm] from the distant hills, _
_ _ _ And [Fm] Kedron Brook _ _ _ [Cm] seemed _ strangely still.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Visions of sunsets and soft summer skies,
Like [C#] cellophane papers [Cm] that danced [G] in my eyes,
[Fm] _ _
Echoes of footsteps [A#m] that wandered [Fm] their way,
_ Through the last [F#] lonely lights [Fm] of the day.
_ _ _ [F#] _ Feelings of feelings that sent my head reeling,
[C#] Just wondering how it would _ be,
_ [F#] That the feelings of something so strangely _ [C#] confusing,
Were strangely familiar [G#] to me.
_ _ Like the feeling of something [A#m] I seemed to recall,
_ [G#] But I couldn't _ remember [A#m] it all. _
_ _ [G#] The feeling as though I had [A#m] stepped through a door,
_ [G#] And I knew I had been [A#m] there before.
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When _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] the gentry were waltzing to the gentle _ _ Maxiners,
[C#] In the handsome cab _ swaying,
Like young ballerinas,
[G#] And life was as sweet _ as an old _ concertina,
[F#] That rattled its way _ [C#] through a holiday.
_ _ [F#] When the night was the sight of the weary _ lamplighters,
[C#] And the crowded _ _ marquees of the bed-misted fighters,
[G#] And the bustles and bows of the Saturday-nighters,
[F#] Were rustling their way _ [C#] through a Saturday.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] When the world twirled around [A#m] to an old-fashioned sound,
[G#] _ In seasons we [A#m] young were ground,
_ _ _ [G#] Did I once [A] stand [A#m] there at Kedron Brook,
_ _ [G#] Watching the sun [A#m] going down.
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