Chords for Matt Heckler - Katy Dear | Acoustic Asheville
Tempo:
143.7 bpm
Chords used:
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A
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F]
[A] [Fm]
[G] [Dm]
[G] [F]
[G]
[C] [F]
[Em] [F] It's been a long, long [Bb] time, and I swear that you [Am] can't hear.
Oh, coy [Em] dogs [F] howl, they're strapping coats, that's the way down south.
[Cm] [F]
[Eb] [F]
Let out all your troubles, [A] we're at the boughs of Frank Pine.
[Dm]
[G] The proudest grove of heaven brings [F] solace to yore.
Before they burned the mountains and ran dry all the streams, there was [C] plenty to get by on, [Fm] plenty more to dream.
[Gm] Before the heavy hand [Am] of greed came knocking at your door, telling lies [Fm] in silver you always have endured.
Singing, horak, thou cradle, [A]
oh sing the song, how [Fm] you survived the years of sin.
[Dm] And it's come on, [G] can they dare?
[F]
It's been night on the water, [C] and I swear that you can't [Am] hear.
Oh, the coy dogs howl, [F]
they're strapping coats, that's the way down south.
[G]
[F]
[G]
[F]
[Fm] That coachman was spruce and his cold hardwood pot.
[Ab] They [A] said he'd run on water if I could [Fm] pass the time.
Early in the spring [Dm] when the ice [G] began to thaw, I'd ride him down the [Fm] Delaware and bid the furlough.
[Gm] Before the tree trunks lined the [F] hills and buttercated down the road, [G] they're sitting in pofty [Fm] forest in [F] streaming heavy lows.
Singing, you never knew what you got till it's almost gone, [A] so go, horak, [Fm] thou cradle, and it's gone.
[Am] And it's come on, can [C] they dare?
[F] It's been night on the water, [Dm] and I swear that you can't hear.
Oh, the coy [A] dogs [F] howl, they're strapping coats, that's the way down south.
[Am] And it's come on, can [G] they dare?
[F] It's been night on the water, and I swear that you can't hear.
Oh, the coy dogs howl, they're strapping coats in Marguerite, [E] that's the way down [F] south.
[C] [F]
[G]
[F]
[G]
[F] [G]
[F]
Thank you, guys.
[A] [Fm]
[G] [Dm]
[G] [F]
[G]
[C] [F]
[Em] [F] It's been a long, long [Bb] time, and I swear that you [Am] can't hear.
Oh, coy [Em] dogs [F] howl, they're strapping coats, that's the way down south.
[Cm] [F]
[Eb] [F]
Let out all your troubles, [A] we're at the boughs of Frank Pine.
[Dm]
[G] The proudest grove of heaven brings [F] solace to yore.
Before they burned the mountains and ran dry all the streams, there was [C] plenty to get by on, [Fm] plenty more to dream.
[Gm] Before the heavy hand [Am] of greed came knocking at your door, telling lies [Fm] in silver you always have endured.
Singing, horak, thou cradle, [A]
oh sing the song, how [Fm] you survived the years of sin.
[Dm] And it's come on, [G] can they dare?
[F]
It's been night on the water, [C] and I swear that you can't [Am] hear.
Oh, the coy dogs howl, [F]
they're strapping coats, that's the way down south.
[G]
[F]
[G]
[F]
[Fm] That coachman was spruce and his cold hardwood pot.
[Ab] They [A] said he'd run on water if I could [Fm] pass the time.
Early in the spring [Dm] when the ice [G] began to thaw, I'd ride him down the [Fm] Delaware and bid the furlough.
[Gm] Before the tree trunks lined the [F] hills and buttercated down the road, [G] they're sitting in pofty [Fm] forest in [F] streaming heavy lows.
Singing, you never knew what you got till it's almost gone, [A] so go, horak, [Fm] thou cradle, and it's gone.
[Am] And it's come on, can [C] they dare?
[F] It's been night on the water, [Dm] and I swear that you can't hear.
Oh, the coy [A] dogs [F] howl, they're strapping coats, that's the way down south.
[Am] And it's come on, can [G] they dare?
[F] It's been night on the water, and I swear that you can't hear.
Oh, the coy dogs howl, they're strapping coats in Marguerite, [E] that's the way down [F] south.
[C] [F]
[G]
[F]
[G]
[F] [G]
[F]
Thank you, guys.
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_ _ [Em] _ _ [F] It's been a long, long [Bb] time, and I swear that you [Am] can't hear. _
Oh, coy [Em] dogs _ [F] howl, they're strapping coats, _ _ that's the way down south. _ _
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_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [F] _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Let out all your troubles, [A] we're at the boughs of Frank Pine.
[Dm] _ _
_ [G] The proudest grove of heaven brings [F] solace to yore.
_ Before they burned the mountains and ran dry all the streams, there was [C] plenty to get by on, [Fm] plenty more to dream.
_ _ _ [Gm] Before the heavy hand [Am] of greed came knocking at your door, telling lies [Fm] in silver you always have endured. _
_ _ Singing, horak, thou cradle, [A]
oh sing the song, how [Fm] you survived the years of sin.
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] And it's come on, [G] can they dare?
_ _ [F]
It's been night on the water, [C] and I swear that you can't [Am] hear.
Oh, the coy dogs howl, [F]
they're strapping coats, _ that's the way down south.
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_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ That coachman was spruce and his cold hardwood pot. _ _
_ [Ab] They [A] said he'd run on water if I could [Fm] pass the time.
Early in the spring [Dm] when the ice [G] began to thaw, I'd ride him down the [Fm] Delaware and bid the furlough.
_ _ _ _ [Gm] Before the tree trunks lined the [F] hills and buttercated down the road, [G] they're sitting in pofty [Fm] forest in [F] streaming heavy lows. _
_ Singing, you never knew what you got till it's almost gone, [A] so go, horak, [Fm] thou cradle, and it's gone.
_ _ _ _ [Am] And it's come _ on, can [C] they dare?
_ [F] It's been night on the water, [Dm] and I swear that you can't hear.
Oh, the coy [A] dogs _ [F] howl, they're strapping coats, _ _ that's the way down south.
[Am] And it's come on, can [G] they dare?
_ _ [F] It's been night on the water, and I swear that you can't hear. _ _
Oh, the coy dogs howl, they're strapping coats in Marguerite, [E] that's the way down [F] south. _
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Thank you, guys. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Em] _ _ [F] It's been a long, long [Bb] time, and I swear that you [Am] can't hear. _
Oh, coy [Em] dogs _ [F] howl, they're strapping coats, _ _ that's the way down south. _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [F] _ _
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_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Let out all your troubles, [A] we're at the boughs of Frank Pine.
[Dm] _ _
_ [G] The proudest grove of heaven brings [F] solace to yore.
_ Before they burned the mountains and ran dry all the streams, there was [C] plenty to get by on, [Fm] plenty more to dream.
_ _ _ [Gm] Before the heavy hand [Am] of greed came knocking at your door, telling lies [Fm] in silver you always have endured. _
_ _ Singing, horak, thou cradle, [A]
oh sing the song, how [Fm] you survived the years of sin.
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] And it's come on, [G] can they dare?
_ _ [F]
It's been night on the water, [C] and I swear that you can't [Am] hear.
Oh, the coy dogs howl, [F]
they're strapping coats, _ that's the way down south.
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_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ That coachman was spruce and his cold hardwood pot. _ _
_ [Ab] They [A] said he'd run on water if I could [Fm] pass the time.
Early in the spring [Dm] when the ice [G] began to thaw, I'd ride him down the [Fm] Delaware and bid the furlough.
_ _ _ _ [Gm] Before the tree trunks lined the [F] hills and buttercated down the road, [G] they're sitting in pofty [Fm] forest in [F] streaming heavy lows. _
_ Singing, you never knew what you got till it's almost gone, [A] so go, horak, [Fm] thou cradle, and it's gone.
_ _ _ _ [Am] And it's come _ on, can [C] they dare?
_ [F] It's been night on the water, [Dm] and I swear that you can't hear.
Oh, the coy [A] dogs _ [F] howl, they're strapping coats, _ _ that's the way down south.
[Am] And it's come on, can [G] they dare?
_ _ [F] It's been night on the water, and I swear that you can't hear. _ _
Oh, the coy dogs howl, they're strapping coats in Marguerite, [E] that's the way down [F] south. _
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Thank you, guys. _ _ _ _ _ _
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