Chords for Siobhan Miller performs Banks of Newfoundland at Stirling Tolbooth (The Visit 2017)
Tempo:
68.9 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
Am
G
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
at your command.
And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only stole the sun.
And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
As I lay on my bunk on life, a dream I follow.
I dreamt I wasn't level till the way up I find the goal.
With my true love there beside me,
and the joy of feeling [E] my hand.
I [A] was high up like broken hearted by the bonds of heaven and land.
[Am] We were a band and scrap a light,
[A] we only stole [Em] the sun.
[A] And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
[E]
[G] [Am]
[A] [A] We had one female passenger,
Betty Riley [E] was her name.
She [A] was fourteen years transported,
boys were playing at the game.
But she tore up a little petty cotton for [E] her hands,
for [A] she could not see the poor boys' face on the banks of Newfoundland.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only stole [E] the sun.
And [A] we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange, sockbrenne, man.
[E] Sunday afternoon the [F] boys ran around with all [A] covered in snow.
[E] And the clock woke up a bit hotter,
[F] and for New York [D] I was [A] home.
And [E] when we get to the platform,
the call of the boys and the girls there will stand.
For if we are here we cannot be there by the banks of Newfoundland.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only [E] stole man's hand.
[A] And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only [E] stole man's hand.
[A] And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
[G] [D]
at your command.
And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only stole the sun.
And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
As I lay on my bunk on life, a dream I follow.
I dreamt I wasn't level till the way up I find the goal.
With my true love there beside me,
and the joy of feeling [E] my hand.
I [A] was high up like broken hearted by the bonds of heaven and land.
[Am] We were a band and scrap a light,
[A] we only stole [Em] the sun.
[A] And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
[E]
[G] [Am]
[A] [A] We had one female passenger,
Betty Riley [E] was her name.
She [A] was fourteen years transported,
boys were playing at the game.
But she tore up a little petty cotton for [E] her hands,
for [A] she could not see the poor boys' face on the banks of Newfoundland.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only stole [E] the sun.
And [A] we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange, sockbrenne, man.
[E] Sunday afternoon the [F] boys ran around with all [A] covered in snow.
[E] And the clock woke up a bit hotter,
[F] and for New York [D] I was [A] home.
And [E] when we get to the platform,
the call of the boys and the girls there will stand.
For if we are here we cannot be there by the banks of Newfoundland.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only [E] stole man's hand.
[A] And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only [E] stole man's hand.
[A] And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
[G] [D]
Key:
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
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_ _ at your command.
And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only stole the sun.
And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
As I lay on my bunk on life, a dream I follow.
I dreamt I wasn't level till the way up I find the goal.
With my true love there beside me,
and the joy of feeling [E] my hand.
I [A] was high up like broken hearted by the bonds of heaven and land.
[Am] We were a band and scrap a light,
[A] we only stole [Em] the sun.
[A] And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
[A] _ [A] _ _ _ _ We had one female passenger,
Betty Riley [E] was her name.
She [A] was fourteen years transported,
boys were playing at the game.
But she tore up a little petty cotton for [E] her hands,
for [A] she could not see the poor boys' face on the banks of Newfoundland.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only stole [E] the sun.
And [A] we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange, sockbrenne, man. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ Sunday afternoon the [F] boys ran around with all [A] covered in snow.
[E] And the clock woke up a bit hotter,
[F] and for New York [D] I was [A] home.
And [E] when we get to the platform,
the call of the boys and the girls there will stand.
For if we are here we cannot be there by the banks of Newfoundland.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only [E] stole man's hand.
[A] And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only [E] stole man's hand.
[A] And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ at your command.
And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only stole the sun.
And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
As I lay on my bunk on life, a dream I follow.
I dreamt I wasn't level till the way up I find the goal.
With my true love there beside me,
and the joy of feeling [E] my hand.
I [A] was high up like broken hearted by the bonds of heaven and land.
[Am] We were a band and scrap a light,
[A] we only stole [Em] the sun.
[A] And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
[A] _ [A] _ _ _ _ We had one female passenger,
Betty Riley [E] was her name.
She [A] was fourteen years transported,
boys were playing at the game.
But she tore up a little petty cotton for [E] her hands,
for [A] she could not see the poor boys' face on the banks of Newfoundland.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only stole [E] the sun.
And [A] we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange, sockbrenne, man. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ Sunday afternoon the [F] boys ran around with all [A] covered in snow.
[E] And the clock woke up a bit hotter,
[F] and for New York [D] I was [A] home.
And [E] when we get to the platform,
the call of the boys and the girls there will stand.
For if we are here we cannot be there by the banks of Newfoundland.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only [E] stole man's hand.
[A] And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
We were a band and scrap a light,
we only [E] stole man's hand.
[A] And we'll bid farewell to the burden of sonnebange,
sockbrenne, man.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _