Chords for PETE SEEGER Guantanamera
Tempo:
107.2 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C]
Jose Marti was [Cm] born in 1833.
[C] When he was 17 years old, he was active in the Cuban liberation movement,
and he was exiled by the Spanish governor.
He spent most of his life in exile, including 12 years in New York City.
He wrote 70 books, poetry, novels, polemics.
He was one of the greatest writers in the Spanish language.
At the age of 42, he went back to Cuba.
This is one of his last poems, because he was killed within the year in an abortive uprising.
After he died, people put it to a popular tune.
[Dm]
Guantanamera, [G] guajira [F] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] [Dm] [G] Guantanamera, [C] guajira [Dm] [G] Guantanamera
I [C] am a [F] sincere man, [G]
[C] where does [Dm] fame grow [G] from?
[C] [Dm] [G]
[Dm] [F] [G]
[C] Before I die I [Dm] [G] want to say [C] my verses [Dm] of the [G] soul.
[Dm] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] guajira [Dm] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] [F] [G] Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera
My [C] verse is of a [F] clear green, [G] and [A] of a [F] burning carmine.
[G]
[C] [F] [G]
[Dm] [G] My [C] verse is a [F] [G] wounded sky, that [C] I seek in the mountains.
[D] [G]
[F] [G] Guantanamera, [C] guajira [Dm] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] [Dm] [G] Guantanamera, guajira [F] Guantanamera
[G]
[C] The words mean, [Cm] I am a truthful [C] man, from the land of the palm trees.
And before dying I want to share these poems of my soul.
My poems are soft green, my poems are also flaming crimson.
[D] [F] My poems are like a wounded fawn, seeking refuge in a forest.
[G] The last verse says, con los pobres de la tierra, with the poor people of this earth, [C] I want to share my fate.
The streams [F] of the mountain, pleases me more than [G] the sea.
Con [C] los pobres [Dm] de la tierra, [G] [C] quiero yo [F] mi suerte [G] achar.
Con [C] los pobres [Dm] de la tierra, [G] quiero [Dm]
yo mi [G] suerte achar.
The [C] streams of the [Dm] [G] mountain, pleases me more than the sea.
[Dm] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] guajira [Dm] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] [Dm] [G] Guantanamera, guajira [C] Guantanamera [G] Once [Dm] more!
Guantanamera, [G]
[A] guajira [F] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] [F] [G] Guantanamera, guajira [C] [Dm] [A] Guantanamera
[G] [C] [N] [G]
Jose Marti was [Cm] born in 1833.
[C] When he was 17 years old, he was active in the Cuban liberation movement,
and he was exiled by the Spanish governor.
He spent most of his life in exile, including 12 years in New York City.
He wrote 70 books, poetry, novels, polemics.
He was one of the greatest writers in the Spanish language.
At the age of 42, he went back to Cuba.
This is one of his last poems, because he was killed within the year in an abortive uprising.
After he died, people put it to a popular tune.
[Dm]
Guantanamera, [G] guajira [F] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] [Dm] [G] Guantanamera, [C] guajira [Dm] [G] Guantanamera
I [C] am a [F] sincere man, [G]
[C] where does [Dm] fame grow [G] from?
[C] [Dm] [G]
[Dm] [F] [G]
[C] Before I die I [Dm] [G] want to say [C] my verses [Dm] of the [G] soul.
[Dm] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] guajira [Dm] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] [F] [G] Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera
My [C] verse is of a [F] clear green, [G] and [A] of a [F] burning carmine.
[G]
[C] [F] [G]
[Dm] [G] My [C] verse is a [F] [G] wounded sky, that [C] I seek in the mountains.
[D] [G]
[F] [G] Guantanamera, [C] guajira [Dm] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] [Dm] [G] Guantanamera, guajira [F] Guantanamera
[G]
[C] The words mean, [Cm] I am a truthful [C] man, from the land of the palm trees.
And before dying I want to share these poems of my soul.
My poems are soft green, my poems are also flaming crimson.
[D] [F] My poems are like a wounded fawn, seeking refuge in a forest.
[G] The last verse says, con los pobres de la tierra, with the poor people of this earth, [C] I want to share my fate.
The streams [F] of the mountain, pleases me more than [G] the sea.
Con [C] los pobres [Dm] de la tierra, [G] [C] quiero yo [F] mi suerte [G] achar.
Con [C] los pobres [Dm] de la tierra, [G] quiero [Dm]
yo mi [G] suerte achar.
The [C] streams of the [Dm] [G] mountain, pleases me more than the sea.
[Dm] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] guajira [Dm] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] [Dm] [G] Guantanamera, guajira [C] Guantanamera [G] Once [Dm] more!
Guantanamera, [G]
[A] guajira [F] Guantanamera, [G]
[C] [F] [G] Guantanamera, guajira [C] [Dm] [A] Guantanamera
[G] [C] [N] [G]
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[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Jose Marti was [Cm] born in 1833. _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ When he was 17 years old, he was active in the Cuban liberation movement,
and he was exiled by the Spanish governor.
_ He spent most of his life in exile, including 12 years in New York City. _
_ He wrote 70 books, _ poetry, novels, _ polemics. _ _
He was one of the greatest writers in the Spanish language. _ _
_ At the age of 42, _ he went back to Cuba.
_ _ This is one of his last poems, because he was killed within the year _ in an abortive uprising.
_ _ _ _ After he died, people put it to a popular tune.
_ _ _ [Dm] _
_ Guantanamera, _ [G] _ _ guajira [F] _ _ Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] Guantanamera, _ [C] guajira _ [Dm] _ [G] Guantanamera
I [C] am a [F] sincere man, _ [G] _ _ _
[C] where does [Dm] fame grow [G] from? _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _
[C] Before I die I [Dm] [G] want _ to say [C] my verses [Dm] of the [G] soul. _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _
[C] guajira _ [Dm] Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ Guantanamera, guajira _ _ Guantanamera
_ My [C] verse is of a [F] clear green, [G] _ _ and [A] of a [F] burning carmine.
[G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ My [C] verse is a _ _ [F] [G] wounded sky, _ that [C] I seek in the mountains.
[D] _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] Guantanamera, _ [C] guajira _ [Dm] Guantanamera, [G] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ [G] Guantanamera, _ guajira [F] _ _ Guantanamera
[G] _ _
_ _ [C] The words mean, [Cm] I am a truthful [C] man, from the land of the palm trees.
_ And before dying I want to share these poems of my soul.
My poems are soft green, _ _ my poems are also flaming crimson.
_ _ [D] [F] My poems are like a wounded fawn, seeking refuge in a forest.
_ [G] _ The last verse says, con los pobres de la tierra, _ with the poor people of this earth, [C] I want to share my fate.
The _ streams [F] of the mountain, _ pleases me more than [G] the sea.
_ Con [C] los pobres [Dm] de la tierra, [G] _ _ _ [C] quiero yo [F] mi suerte [G] achar.
Con [C] los pobres [Dm] de la tierra, [G] _ _ quiero [Dm] _
yo mi [G] suerte achar.
The [C] streams of the [Dm] _ [G] mountain, _ _ pleases me more than the sea. _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _
[C] guajira _ [Dm] Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] Guantanamera, _ guajira [C] _ _ Guantanamera [G] _ Once [Dm] more!
_ Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _
[A] guajira _ [F] Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] Guantanamera, _ guajira _ [C] _ [Dm] [A] Guantanamera
_ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ [N] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Jose Marti was [Cm] born in 1833. _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ When he was 17 years old, he was active in the Cuban liberation movement,
and he was exiled by the Spanish governor.
_ He spent most of his life in exile, including 12 years in New York City. _
_ He wrote 70 books, _ poetry, novels, _ polemics. _ _
He was one of the greatest writers in the Spanish language. _ _
_ At the age of 42, _ he went back to Cuba.
_ _ This is one of his last poems, because he was killed within the year _ in an abortive uprising.
_ _ _ _ After he died, people put it to a popular tune.
_ _ _ [Dm] _
_ Guantanamera, _ [G] _ _ guajira [F] _ _ Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] Guantanamera, _ [C] guajira _ [Dm] _ [G] Guantanamera
I [C] am a [F] sincere man, _ [G] _ _ _
[C] where does [Dm] fame grow [G] from? _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _
[C] Before I die I [Dm] [G] want _ to say [C] my verses [Dm] of the [G] soul. _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _
[C] guajira _ [Dm] Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ Guantanamera, guajira _ _ Guantanamera
_ My [C] verse is of a [F] clear green, [G] _ _ and [A] of a [F] burning carmine.
[G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ My [C] verse is a _ _ [F] [G] wounded sky, _ that [C] I seek in the mountains.
[D] _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] Guantanamera, _ [C] guajira _ [Dm] Guantanamera, [G] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ [G] Guantanamera, _ guajira [F] _ _ Guantanamera
[G] _ _
_ _ [C] The words mean, [Cm] I am a truthful [C] man, from the land of the palm trees.
_ And before dying I want to share these poems of my soul.
My poems are soft green, _ _ my poems are also flaming crimson.
_ _ [D] [F] My poems are like a wounded fawn, seeking refuge in a forest.
_ [G] _ The last verse says, con los pobres de la tierra, _ with the poor people of this earth, [C] I want to share my fate.
The _ streams [F] of the mountain, _ pleases me more than [G] the sea.
_ Con [C] los pobres [Dm] de la tierra, [G] _ _ _ [C] quiero yo [F] mi suerte [G] achar.
Con [C] los pobres [Dm] de la tierra, [G] _ _ quiero [Dm] _
yo mi [G] suerte achar.
The [C] streams of the [Dm] _ [G] mountain, _ _ pleases me more than the sea. _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _
[C] guajira _ [Dm] Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] Guantanamera, _ guajira [C] _ _ Guantanamera [G] _ Once [Dm] more!
_ Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _
[A] guajira _ [F] Guantanamera, [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] Guantanamera, _ guajira _ [C] _ [Dm] [A] Guantanamera
_ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ [N] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _