Chords for The Prava Sessions: AJ Lee - "A Song For Noah"
Tempo:
97.85 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Gm
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Jam Along & Learn...
I write songs sometimes it's for myself, from personal experience or just like a funny song.
other times I'll, I'll want to, you know, like remember [Bb] something.
because in songs when you sing something people might not always
when you
instead of writing something down on a document or
it in a song the emotional attachment will always be there.
She waded into the river in the woods with Luke and Paul and John.
She said, my boys I am no good a mother, you can't have a mother so wrong.
other times I'll, I'll want to, you know, like remember [Bb] something.
because in songs when you sing something people might not always
when you
instead of writing something down on a document or
it in a song the emotional attachment will always be there.
She waded into the river in the woods with Luke and Paul and John.
She said, my boys I am no good a mother, you can't have a mother so wrong.
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I write songs sometimes it's for myself, from personal experience or just like a funny song.
I'll write a funny song for my nephews just around the house.
And other times I'll, I'll want to, you know, like remember [Bb] something.
It's something in history because in songs when you sing something people might not always
notice it but there's always something emotional that you can't explain that happens when you
hear a song.
Songs always connect with someone so instead of writing something down on a document or
something in history if you put it in a song the emotional attachment will always be there. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ She waded into the river in the woods with Luke and Paul and John. _
She said, my boys I am no good a mother, you can't have a mother so wrong.
_ One by one she held them down until her life slipped _ away.
And Mary crying was pulled in too, now the river too was Mary's grave. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Noah, _ [Gm] Noah the last [Bb] of those whose souls had gone up high, _
came to his mother what happened to Mary and ran through the trees for his life.
_ She caught up to him and dragged him down and held him by Mary's side.
_ Mother I'm sorry is all that he could say for she drowned him no matter his cries. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ The father came home right away to his sons and daughter he had loved.
_ _ Only to find their bodies cold and no life to his babies love.
He screamed at his wife what have you done, what have you done to them.
_ And now the babies are laid in their graves and [Eb] there's no [Bb] more pain in the end. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
I'll write a funny song for my nephews just around the house.
And other times I'll, I'll want to, you know, like remember [Bb] something.
It's something in history because in songs when you sing something people might not always
notice it but there's always something emotional that you can't explain that happens when you
hear a song.
Songs always connect with someone so instead of writing something down on a document or
something in history if you put it in a song the emotional attachment will always be there. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ She waded into the river in the woods with Luke and Paul and John. _
She said, my boys I am no good a mother, you can't have a mother so wrong.
_ One by one she held them down until her life slipped _ away.
And Mary crying was pulled in too, now the river too was Mary's grave. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Noah, _ [Gm] Noah the last [Bb] of those whose souls had gone up high, _
came to his mother what happened to Mary and ran through the trees for his life.
_ She caught up to him and dragged him down and held him by Mary's side.
_ Mother I'm sorry is all that he could say for she drowned him no matter his cries. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ The father came home right away to his sons and daughter he had loved.
_ _ Only to find their bodies cold and no life to his babies love.
He screamed at his wife what have you done, what have you done to them.
_ And now the babies are laid in their graves and [Eb] there's no [Bb] more pain in the end. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _