Chords for Sarah Hester - Savage Daughter - Sub Español - Lyrics - Lagertha
Tempo:
90.875 bpm
Chords used:
Am
F
G
Em
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I am my mother's savage daughter, the one who runs back cursing sharp stones.
I am my mother's savage daughter, I will not cut [Ab] my hair, I will not [Am] lower my voice.
My mother's child is a savage, she looks for her own mirrors of stones.
In the faces of cats, in the fall of feathers, in the dancing of fire, and the curve of old bones.
I am my mother's savage [F] daughter, the one who [G] runs back cursing [Em] sharp stones.
I am [Am] my mother's [F] savage daughter, I will not cut [Dm] my hair, I will [Am] not lower my voice.
My mother's child dances in darkness, she sings heathen songs by the locked moon.
And watches the stars and renames the planets, and dreams she can reach them with a song and a broom.
I am my mother's [F] savage daughter, the one who [G] runs back cursing [Em] sharp stones.
I am [Am] my mother's [F] savage daughter, I will not cut [Dm] my hair, I will [A] not [E] lower [Am] my [F] voice.
[G] [Em] [Am] We [F] [Dm] [Am]
[E] [Am] are all brought forth out of darkness, into this world through blood and through pain.
And deep in our bones, the old songs are waking, so sing them with voices of thunder and rain.
We are our mother's savage daughters, the ones who run [N] back cursing sharp stones.
We are our mother's savage [F] daughters, we will not cut our hair, [A] we will not lower our [Am] voice.
We are our mother's savage daughters, the ones who run back cursing sharp stones.
We are our mother's savage daughters, we will not cut our hair, we will not lower our voice.
We are our mother's savage [F] daughters, the ones who run [G] back cursing sharp [Em] stones.
We are [Am] our mother's savage [F] daughters, we will not [Dm] cut our hair, we will
I am my mother's savage daughter, I will not cut [Ab] my hair, I will not [Am] lower my voice.
My mother's child is a savage, she looks for her own mirrors of stones.
In the faces of cats, in the fall of feathers, in the dancing of fire, and the curve of old bones.
I am my mother's savage [F] daughter, the one who [G] runs back cursing [Em] sharp stones.
I am [Am] my mother's [F] savage daughter, I will not cut [Dm] my hair, I will [Am] not lower my voice.
My mother's child dances in darkness, she sings heathen songs by the locked moon.
And watches the stars and renames the planets, and dreams she can reach them with a song and a broom.
I am my mother's [F] savage daughter, the one who [G] runs back cursing [Em] sharp stones.
I am [Am] my mother's [F] savage daughter, I will not cut [Dm] my hair, I will [A] not [E] lower [Am] my [F] voice.
[G] [Em] [Am] We [F] [Dm] [Am]
[E] [Am] are all brought forth out of darkness, into this world through blood and through pain.
And deep in our bones, the old songs are waking, so sing them with voices of thunder and rain.
We are our mother's savage daughters, the ones who run [N] back cursing sharp stones.
We are our mother's savage [F] daughters, we will not cut our hair, [A] we will not lower our [Am] voice.
We are our mother's savage daughters, the ones who run back cursing sharp stones.
We are our mother's savage daughters, we will not cut our hair, we will not lower our voice.
We are our mother's savage [F] daughters, the ones who run [G] back cursing sharp [Em] stones.
We are [Am] our mother's savage [F] daughters, we will not [Dm] cut our hair, we will
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Em
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I am my mother's savage daughter, the one who runs back cursing sharp stones.
I am my mother's savage daughter, I will not cut [Ab] my hair, I will not [Am] lower my _ _ voice.
My mother's child is a savage, she looks for her own mirrors of stones.
In the faces of cats, in the fall of feathers, in the dancing of fire, and the curve of old bones.
I am my mother's savage [F] daughter, the one who [G] runs back cursing [Em] sharp stones.
I am [Am] my mother's [F] savage daughter, I will not cut [Dm] my hair, I will [Am] not lower my _ voice.
My mother's child dances in darkness, she sings heathen songs by the locked moon.
And watches the stars and renames the planets, and dreams she can reach them with a song and a broom.
I am my mother's [F] savage daughter, the one who [G] runs back cursing [Em] sharp stones.
I am [Am] my mother's [F] savage daughter, I will not cut [Dm] my hair, I will [A] not [E] lower [Am] my _ _ [F] voice. _
[G] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [Am] We _ [F] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _
[E] _ [Am] are all brought forth out of darkness, into this world through blood and through pain.
And deep in our bones, the old songs are waking, so sing them with voices of thunder and rain.
_ We are our mother's savage daughters, the ones who run [N] back cursing sharp stones.
We are our mother's savage [F] daughters, we will not cut our hair, [A] we will not lower our [Am] voice.
We are our mother's savage daughters, the ones who run back cursing sharp stones.
We are our mother's savage daughters, we will not cut our hair, we will not lower our voice.
We are our mother's savage [F] daughters, the ones who run [G] back cursing sharp [Em] stones.
We are [Am] our mother's savage [F] daughters, we will not [Dm] cut our hair, we will
I am my mother's savage daughter, the one who runs back cursing sharp stones.
I am my mother's savage daughter, I will not cut [Ab] my hair, I will not [Am] lower my _ _ voice.
My mother's child is a savage, she looks for her own mirrors of stones.
In the faces of cats, in the fall of feathers, in the dancing of fire, and the curve of old bones.
I am my mother's savage [F] daughter, the one who [G] runs back cursing [Em] sharp stones.
I am [Am] my mother's [F] savage daughter, I will not cut [Dm] my hair, I will [Am] not lower my _ voice.
My mother's child dances in darkness, she sings heathen songs by the locked moon.
And watches the stars and renames the planets, and dreams she can reach them with a song and a broom.
I am my mother's [F] savage daughter, the one who [G] runs back cursing [Em] sharp stones.
I am [Am] my mother's [F] savage daughter, I will not cut [Dm] my hair, I will [A] not [E] lower [Am] my _ _ [F] voice. _
[G] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [Am] We _ [F] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _
[E] _ [Am] are all brought forth out of darkness, into this world through blood and through pain.
And deep in our bones, the old songs are waking, so sing them with voices of thunder and rain.
_ We are our mother's savage daughters, the ones who run [N] back cursing sharp stones.
We are our mother's savage [F] daughters, we will not cut our hair, [A] we will not lower our [Am] voice.
We are our mother's savage daughters, the ones who run back cursing sharp stones.
We are our mother's savage daughters, we will not cut our hair, we will not lower our voice.
We are our mother's savage [F] daughters, the ones who run [G] back cursing sharp [Em] stones.
We are [Am] our mother's savage [F] daughters, we will not [Dm] cut our hair, we will