Bushes And Briars Chords by Sandy Denny

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_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A]
I can't believe [E] that it's so cold [B] and there ain't been [A] no snow
Sound the [E] music it comes to me [B]
from every place [A] I go
Sunday morning [E]
there's no one in [D] church, but the [B] clergy's chosen [A] man
And he is fine.
[E] I won't worry about [B] him
Got the [A] book in his hand _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, there's a bitter east [E] wind and the fields are [B] swaying, the crows around [A] their nests
I wonder what [E] he's in there saying
[B] to all those souls [A] at rest
I see the path [E] which led to the door and the clergy's [B] chosen man
_ _ [A] Bushes and [E] briars, he [B] won't mind, where do we [A] stand? _ _ _ _
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_ _ I wonder if he [E] knows I'm [B] here watching the [A] briars grow
And all those [E] people beneath my shoes, [B] I wonder if they [A] know _
There was a time [E] when every last [D] one knew a clergy's [B]
chosen man
[A] Where do they [E] know?
Thistles [B] and thorns among [A] the sand _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Oh, I can't believe [E] that it's so cold [B] and there ain't [A] been no snow _
Sound the music [E] it comes to me
[B] from every [A] place I go
Sunday [E] morning, none in [D] church, but the [A] clergy's [B] chosen man
[A] Bushes and [E] briars, thistles and [B] thorns
upon the [A] land _
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