Chords for The Gibson Brothers - New Fallen Snow
Tempo:
85.05 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Am
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Oh my tractor covered by new falsehood, there's [C] no trace of where [G] I've been.
I have turned my back on the snow and cold, and I won't be back again.
I never will return here again.
[G]
[C] [G]
[C] [D] [G] I have tracked and trampled all over this land.
[C] I dug a hole from the mountain, I cut tall trees down.
[G] Rode a million miles on that asphalt drain,
but the [C] birds that longed for me, I heard a freight train whistle to me.
The sky's had turned gray, like the strings in my hand, and [C] my eyes broke and [G] I'm bleeding.
I raised a glass this high with prayer on your lips,
[C] because I won't be back [G] again.
I never will [D] return here again.
[C] [G]
[G]
[C]
[G] [C] [G]
Take the saddle off my pony, take the [Am] bridle off my head.
Turn a loose way out in green pastures, [C] where the grass grows tall [G] and fair.
[C] Where the grass [D] grows tall [G] and fair.
Oh my tractor covered by new falsehood, [C] there's no trace of where [Em] I've been.
[G]
I have turned my back on the snow and cold, [C] and I won't be back [G] again.
[C] I never will return [G] here again.
I have turned my back on the snow and cold, and I won't be back again.
I never will return here again.
[G]
[C] [G]
[C] [D] [G] I have tracked and trampled all over this land.
[C] I dug a hole from the mountain, I cut tall trees down.
[G] Rode a million miles on that asphalt drain,
but the [C] birds that longed for me, I heard a freight train whistle to me.
The sky's had turned gray, like the strings in my hand, and [C] my eyes broke and [G] I'm bleeding.
I raised a glass this high with prayer on your lips,
[C] because I won't be back [G] again.
I never will [D] return here again.
[C] [G]
[G]
[C]
[G] [C] [G]
Take the saddle off my pony, take the [Am] bridle off my head.
Turn a loose way out in green pastures, [C] where the grass grows tall [G] and fair.
[C] Where the grass [D] grows tall [G] and fair.
Oh my tractor covered by new falsehood, [C] there's no trace of where [Em] I've been.
[G]
I have turned my back on the snow and cold, [C] and I won't be back [G] again.
[C] I never will return [G] here again.
Key:
G
C
D
Am
Em
G
C
D
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh my tractor covered by new falsehood, there's [C] no trace of where [G] I've been.
I have turned my back on the snow and cold, and I won't be back again. _
I never will return here again. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ I have tracked and trampled all over this land.
[C] I dug a hole from the mountain, I cut tall trees down.
[G] Rode a million miles on that asphalt drain,
but the [C] birds that longed for me, I heard a freight train whistle to me.
The sky's had turned gray, like the strings in my hand, and [C] my eyes broke and [G] I'm bleeding.
_ I raised a glass this high with prayer on your lips,
[C] because I won't be back [G] _ again.
I never will [D] return here again. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Take the saddle off my pony, _ take the [Am] bridle off my head.
_ Turn a loose way out in green pastures, [C] where the grass grows tall [G] and fair. _
[C] Where the grass [D] grows tall [G] and fair.
Oh my tractor covered by new falsehood, [C] there's no trace of where [Em] I've been.
_ [G]
I have turned my back on the snow and cold, [C] and I won't be back [G] _ again.
[C] I never will return [G] here again. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh my tractor covered by new falsehood, there's [C] no trace of where [G] I've been.
I have turned my back on the snow and cold, and I won't be back again. _
I never will return here again. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ I have tracked and trampled all over this land.
[C] I dug a hole from the mountain, I cut tall trees down.
[G] Rode a million miles on that asphalt drain,
but the [C] birds that longed for me, I heard a freight train whistle to me.
The sky's had turned gray, like the strings in my hand, and [C] my eyes broke and [G] I'm bleeding.
_ I raised a glass this high with prayer on your lips,
[C] because I won't be back [G] _ again.
I never will [D] return here again. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Take the saddle off my pony, _ take the [Am] bridle off my head.
_ Turn a loose way out in green pastures, [C] where the grass grows tall [G] and fair. _
[C] Where the grass [D] grows tall [G] and fair.
Oh my tractor covered by new falsehood, [C] there's no trace of where [Em] I've been.
_ [G]
I have turned my back on the snow and cold, [C] and I won't be back [G] _ again.
[C] I never will return [G] here again. _ _
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