Chords for THE TANGENT - Two Rope Swings (Album Track)
Tempo:
133.65 bpm
Chords used:
G
A
Ab
Bb
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Whether in our own backfields or burning savannah plains
Some kid will build a rope swing on a brook that has [G] no name
Ye, winter halls indeed!
[A]
[G] Ye, winter halls indeed!
[B]
[Ab] And be they here or there, they are wilder days away
In the dream of youth eternal, in the homes of [G] yesterday
[A] [Bm]
[G] [B]
[G] [A] [B] And
[G] [Bm]
[Bb] [E] if they read the [Bb] world in books, they might just see each other [Em] [B] swing
In their mind's eye, they [Bb] catch a glimpse of trees and water
And sometimes [B] imagine that the Hawthorn and Hedge become the [Bb] Web and Bush
[Ab] Or built my swing down western woods at the meeting [Bbm]
of two [Ab] tracks
Behind the road of dandrums, so I [Bbm] could find [Ab] my way back
The [Fm] keemy built hills [Ab] or the creek that marked the village bounds
He could see the herd of elephants on the distant [G] shimmering ground
And
[B]
[Bb] [Ab] as our lives go [Bb] on, [Ab] we think it's all [Bb] still there
[Fm] The image gets [Bb] so tempting, [Eb] it [C] becomes [D] unanswered
Did [F] he see [C] me in a bowler hat?
[F] Was my image hidden as naive as that?
Did I see a world where it's all still here?
Where nothing lives in danger [Am] or doubt or fear?
[B] A [Am] [G]
[Am] [G] [D]
[G] couple of years [A] after they shot that herd, I learned piano on the [D] tusks that I [A] deserve
[D] A keemy [A] struggles to feed his ailing mum, sells me ornamentation he gathers [G] with a gun
And we think Africa is like some fairyland, like in the picture books we read [A] when we play [F] down the swings
Lions, [D] tigers, wildebeests, sapper, [Bb] drum and gyro
[Cm]
[C] [Bm] The top of the [A] pen on the map you'll likely [Dm] [Gb] find, an [Cm] abandoned gas station and a [C] disused [B] mine
A tanker churning down some [C] dusty [Gb] roads, and a big b [C]-rollo to show how much we [D] owe
[A]
[Dm]
[D]
[Dm]
[Ab] [Bb]
[Ab] [Fm]
[Cm]
[Eb]
[F] [Bbm] When we're in our own [Ab] bad feels, [Eb] and when it's all out [Cm] of place
The kids will [Eb] still make rope swings, and we'll tear them [G] down, yeah
Just
[A] [D]
[G] [Bm]
[Ab] down the road I turn, to a quiet cul-de-sac
Where cars are parked on driveways, and TVs shine [G] the wildlife back
[Em]
[A] [Em]
[G] [Db] [G]
[Ab] A keemy buys a cola, from the garage on City Road
[Gm] He wanders [Ab]
back the freeway, to the bridge at Pogh [G] Daoud
[A] [Bm]
[G] [A] And [Bm]
[Bb] if we wind back both our clocks, [G] we know we're standing [B] there
Where once stood our swings, hanging [Bb] from trees, by the water
[Gm]
Some kid will build a rope swing on a brook that has [G] no name
Ye, winter halls indeed!
[A]
[G] Ye, winter halls indeed!
[B]
[Ab] And be they here or there, they are wilder days away
In the dream of youth eternal, in the homes of [G] yesterday
[A] [Bm]
[G] [B]
[G] [A] [B] And
[G] [Bm]
[Bb] [E] if they read the [Bb] world in books, they might just see each other [Em] [B] swing
In their mind's eye, they [Bb] catch a glimpse of trees and water
And sometimes [B] imagine that the Hawthorn and Hedge become the [Bb] Web and Bush
[Ab] Or built my swing down western woods at the meeting [Bbm]
of two [Ab] tracks
Behind the road of dandrums, so I [Bbm] could find [Ab] my way back
The [Fm] keemy built hills [Ab] or the creek that marked the village bounds
He could see the herd of elephants on the distant [G] shimmering ground
And
[B]
[Bb] [Ab] as our lives go [Bb] on, [Ab] we think it's all [Bb] still there
[Fm] The image gets [Bb] so tempting, [Eb] it [C] becomes [D] unanswered
Did [F] he see [C] me in a bowler hat?
[F] Was my image hidden as naive as that?
Did I see a world where it's all still here?
Where nothing lives in danger [Am] or doubt or fear?
[B] A [Am] [G]
[Am] [G] [D]
[G] couple of years [A] after they shot that herd, I learned piano on the [D] tusks that I [A] deserve
[D] A keemy [A] struggles to feed his ailing mum, sells me ornamentation he gathers [G] with a gun
And we think Africa is like some fairyland, like in the picture books we read [A] when we play [F] down the swings
Lions, [D] tigers, wildebeests, sapper, [Bb] drum and gyro
[Cm]
[C] [Bm] The top of the [A] pen on the map you'll likely [Dm] [Gb] find, an [Cm] abandoned gas station and a [C] disused [B] mine
A tanker churning down some [C] dusty [Gb] roads, and a big b [C]-rollo to show how much we [D] owe
[A]
[Dm]
[D]
[Dm]
[Ab] [Bb]
[Ab] [Fm]
[Cm]
[Eb]
[F] [Bbm] When we're in our own [Ab] bad feels, [Eb] and when it's all out [Cm] of place
The kids will [Eb] still make rope swings, and we'll tear them [G] down, yeah
Just
[A] [D]
[G] [Bm]
[Ab] down the road I turn, to a quiet cul-de-sac
Where cars are parked on driveways, and TVs shine [G] the wildlife back
[Em]
[A] [Em]
[G] [Db] [G]
[Ab] A keemy buys a cola, from the garage on City Road
[Gm] He wanders [Ab]
back the freeway, to the bridge at Pogh [G] Daoud
[A] [Bm]
[G] [A] And [Bm]
[Bb] if we wind back both our clocks, [G] we know we're standing [B] there
Where once stood our swings, hanging [Bb] from trees, by the water
[Gm]
Key:
G
A
Ab
Bb
B
G
A
Ab
_ _ _ _ Whether in our own _ _ backfields or burning savannah plains
_ Some kid will build a rope swing on a brook that has [G] no name
Ye, _ winter halls indeed!
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ Ye, winter halls _ indeed!
[B] _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ And be they here or there, they are wilder days away
_ In the dream of youth eternal, _ in the homes of [G] yesterday
_ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [A] _ [B] And _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [E] if they read the [Bb] world in books, they might just see each other [Em] _ [B] swing
_ In _ their mind's eye, _ _ they [Bb] catch a glimpse _ of trees and water
_ _ And sometimes [B] _ imagine that _ the Hawthorn and Hedge _ become the [Bb] Web and Bush _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ Or built my swing down western woods at the meeting [Bbm]
of two [Ab] tracks
_ _ Behind the road of dandrums, so I [Bbm] could find [Ab] my way back _ _
_ _ _ The [Fm] keemy built hills [Ab] or the creek _ that marked the village bounds
He could see the herd of elephants on the distant _ [G] shimmering ground
_ And _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] as our lives go [Bb] on, _ [Ab] we think it's all [Bb] still there
_ [Fm] The image gets [Bb] so tempting, _ [Eb] it [C] becomes [D] unanswered _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Did _ [F] _ he see [C] me in a bowler hat?
[F] Was my image hidden as naive as that?
Did I see a world where it's all still here?
Where nothing lives in danger [Am] or doubt or fear?
_ [B] A _ [Am] _ _ [G] _
_ [Am] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ couple of years [A] after they shot that herd, I learned piano on the [D] tusks that I [A] deserve
[D] A keemy [A] struggles to feed his ailing mum, sells me _ ornamentation he gathers [G] with a gun
And we think Africa is like some fairyland, like in the picture books we read [A] when we play [F] down the swings
_ Lions, [D] tigers, _ wildebeests, sapper, _ _ _ [Bb] drum and gyro
_ _ [Cm] _ _
_ [C] _ [Bm] _ The top of the [A] pen on the map you'll likely [Dm] [Gb] find, an [Cm] abandoned gas station and a [C] disused [B] mine
A tanker churning down some [C] dusty [Gb] roads, and a big b [C]-rollo to show how much we [D] owe _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] When we're in our own [Ab] bad feels, [Eb] and when it's all out [Cm] of place
The kids will [Eb] still make rope swings, and we'll tear them [G] down, yeah
_ Just _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ down the road I turn, _ to a quiet cul-de-sac
Where _ cars are parked on _ driveways, and TVs shine [G] the wildlife _ _ back
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Db] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ A keemy buys a cola, _ from the garage on City Road
_ [Gm] He wanders [Ab]
back the freeway, _ to the bridge at Pogh [G] Daoud
[A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[G] _ _ [A] And _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ if we wind back both our clocks, _ [G] we know we're standing [B] there
_ Where _ once stood our swings, _ _ hanging [Bb] from trees, _ _ _ _ by the water _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ Some kid will build a rope swing on a brook that has [G] no name
Ye, _ winter halls indeed!
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ Ye, winter halls _ indeed!
[B] _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ And be they here or there, they are wilder days away
_ In the dream of youth eternal, _ in the homes of [G] yesterday
_ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [A] _ [B] And _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [E] if they read the [Bb] world in books, they might just see each other [Em] _ [B] swing
_ In _ their mind's eye, _ _ they [Bb] catch a glimpse _ of trees and water
_ _ And sometimes [B] _ imagine that _ the Hawthorn and Hedge _ become the [Bb] Web and Bush _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ Or built my swing down western woods at the meeting [Bbm]
of two [Ab] tracks
_ _ Behind the road of dandrums, so I [Bbm] could find [Ab] my way back _ _
_ _ _ The [Fm] keemy built hills [Ab] or the creek _ that marked the village bounds
He could see the herd of elephants on the distant _ [G] shimmering ground
_ And _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] as our lives go [Bb] on, _ [Ab] we think it's all [Bb] still there
_ [Fm] The image gets [Bb] so tempting, _ [Eb] it [C] becomes [D] unanswered _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Did _ [F] _ he see [C] me in a bowler hat?
[F] Was my image hidden as naive as that?
Did I see a world where it's all still here?
Where nothing lives in danger [Am] or doubt or fear?
_ [B] A _ [Am] _ _ [G] _
_ [Am] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ couple of years [A] after they shot that herd, I learned piano on the [D] tusks that I [A] deserve
[D] A keemy [A] struggles to feed his ailing mum, sells me _ ornamentation he gathers [G] with a gun
And we think Africa is like some fairyland, like in the picture books we read [A] when we play [F] down the swings
_ Lions, [D] tigers, _ wildebeests, sapper, _ _ _ [Bb] drum and gyro
_ _ [Cm] _ _
_ [C] _ [Bm] _ The top of the [A] pen on the map you'll likely [Dm] [Gb] find, an [Cm] abandoned gas station and a [C] disused [B] mine
A tanker churning down some [C] dusty [Gb] roads, and a big b [C]-rollo to show how much we [D] owe _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] When we're in our own [Ab] bad feels, [Eb] and when it's all out [Cm] of place
The kids will [Eb] still make rope swings, and we'll tear them [G] down, yeah
_ Just _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ down the road I turn, _ to a quiet cul-de-sac
Where _ cars are parked on _ driveways, and TVs shine [G] the wildlife _ _ back
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Db] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ A keemy buys a cola, _ from the garage on City Road
_ [Gm] He wanders [Ab]
back the freeway, _ to the bridge at Pogh [G] Daoud
[A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[G] _ _ [A] And _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ if we wind back both our clocks, _ [G] we know we're standing [B] there
_ Where _ once stood our swings, _ _ hanging [Bb] from trees, _ _ _ _ by the water _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _