Chords for My Spanish Dad

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[G#] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
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I see him rocking in an old [Fm] Cortina as he makes his way to the auction [C#] room. _ _ _ _ _ _
[G#] Auction room in Lady Bank in [Fm] the Howa Fife in the [C#] afternoon. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G#] This is the [C#] way he liked to spend his time [Fm] and time was his to spend [C#] it all. _ _ _ _ _ _
[G#] Standing in a room full of junk and beauty [Fm] listening to the [C#] auctioneers call. _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] Now he's so far [C#] away and [Fm] he's so _ [C#] far away. _
_ [D#] Far away in a yellow [Fm] gold land sitting on a bench by [C#] a little brass band. _ _ _ _
[D#] I don't know but I've been [Fm] told that daddy's heart is [C#] deep with gold.
[D#] Wakan splinters to his [Fm] arms feeling [C#] breathing deep and _ calm.
Deep and calm, deep and [G#] calm.
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[G#] I hear him [C#] singing long lost songs as his big hands turn the driving wheel. _ _ _ _ _
[G#] Songs from a child who spent by [Fm] rivers in the evening heat could hear a [C#] lone male peel.
I _ _ _ _
[G#] walk in a bar in a southern town [Fm] and the barman's a fine old [C#] Spanish lad. _ _ _ _ _
[G#] He talks so warm to the man in the store, [Fm] maybe could have been a friend of my [C#] Spanish dad.
_ Spanish dad.
_ [Cm]
Now he's [Fm] so _ far [C#] away _ and [Fm] he's so _ [C#] far away. _ _
Far [D#] away in a yellow gold land [Fm] sitting in a square by a little brass band. _ _ _ _
[D#] I don't know but I've been [Fm] told that daddy's [C#] heart is deep with gold.
[D#] Wakan splinters to his arms feeling breathing deep and calm.
Deep and calm, [G#] deep and calm.
I _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
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[G#] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
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[G#] _ rose upon a warm June morning [Fm] and I walked through warm air to [C#] the sea. _ _ _ _ _
[G#] I heard the sound of the idle [Fm] breeze as it whispered through a silver [C#] tree.
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I heard a voice of feather and [Fm] steel as a shadow of a wing fell [C#] across my door.
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Saying glory be to the firstborn pain [Fm] your king is on this [C#] earth no more.
_ No more.
_ [Fm] And he's so far [C#] away. _ _
[Fm] Now he's so _ [Cm] far [C#] away. _ _
[D#] Far away in a yellow [Fm] gold land sitting in a square [C#] by a little brass band.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D#]
I don't know but I've been [Fm] told that daddy's [C#] heart is deep with gold.
[D#] Wakan splinters to his arms [Fm] feeling breathing deep and calm.
_ _ _ Deep and [G#] calm. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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