Chords for Tramps and Hawkers
Tempo:
134.6 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Bm
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[A] [G]
[D] [G]
[D]
[E] [G] [D]
[G] [Bm]
[D]
[G] [D]
[G] [Bm]
[D]
[A] [G]
[D] [G]
[D]
I choose to see [A] not the [G] things that be, [D] or the [G] miles and the years that [D] are gone.
I pay no heed to [G] [D]
tomorrow's needs, I'm blinded from the snow [G] and the sun.
Till [D] all I can see is [G] my darling [D] and me, like young flowers blooming [G] in spring.
[Bm] [D] Like flowers we grew, and [A] no other [G] I knew, [D] but the rose [G] of the sand [D] walking.
The gypsies will dance [A] while stealing [G] a glance [D] at a seed that [G] might go in [D] the wind.
And the fields are worked [G] in a sweat [D]-stained shirt till the workers move [G] on again.
[Bm] [D] And the tramps and hawkers [G] with [D] stories wild beguile the young [G] boys' dreams.
[D]
Enticing me [A] to leave [G] my love, [D] the [G] rose of the sand [D] walking.
[A]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
I've watched the rise [A] of light [G] in the sky [D] where the sun [G] climbs out [D] of the sea.
Seen giants fall [G] in the [D] mountains tall where the lumbermen cut [G] down the trees.
[Bm] [D] I've played in the sand [G] with the Gulf [D] Coast wind and slept in the grass [G] tall and clean.
[D] But nowhere I've been [A] would I go to [G] again [D] except back [G] to the sand [D] walking.
[A] The
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
road back home [A] is hard [G] and it's long [D] and the miles [G] stretch on [D] end to year.
And the tramps and hawkers [G] in [D] every town, oh God, but it brings [G] me to tears.
[Bm] [D] When I got home I found [G] just a flower [D] on a mountain where it shamed the green grasses [G] of spring.
[E] [D] It grew from the grave [A] of my darling [G] little girl, [D] the rose [G] of the sand [D] walking.
Oh, see us today [A] out on your [G] highway [D] or asleep [G] in the doors of [D] a train.
See the gypsies dance with [G] their damn [D]-known glances while the peddlers shout out their [G] refrain.
[D] And who's gonna care [G] and who's gonna [D] share in the joys or the troubles [G] we see.
[D] Like ghosts we roam without [A] friends [G] or a home, [D] these tramps [G] and hawkers [D] and me.
[A]
[G] [D]
[G] [G] [D]
[A] [G]
[D] [G]
[D]
[E] [G] [D]
[G] [Bm]
[D]
[G] [D]
[G] [Bm]
[D]
[A] [G]
[D] [G]
[D]
I choose to see [A] not the [G] things that be, [D] or the [G] miles and the years that [D] are gone.
I pay no heed to [G] [D]
tomorrow's needs, I'm blinded from the snow [G] and the sun.
Till [D] all I can see is [G] my darling [D] and me, like young flowers blooming [G] in spring.
[Bm] [D] Like flowers we grew, and [A] no other [G] I knew, [D] but the rose [G] of the sand [D] walking.
The gypsies will dance [A] while stealing [G] a glance [D] at a seed that [G] might go in [D] the wind.
And the fields are worked [G] in a sweat [D]-stained shirt till the workers move [G] on again.
[Bm] [D] And the tramps and hawkers [G] with [D] stories wild beguile the young [G] boys' dreams.
[D]
Enticing me [A] to leave [G] my love, [D] the [G] rose of the sand [D] walking.
[A]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
I've watched the rise [A] of light [G] in the sky [D] where the sun [G] climbs out [D] of the sea.
Seen giants fall [G] in the [D] mountains tall where the lumbermen cut [G] down the trees.
[Bm] [D] I've played in the sand [G] with the Gulf [D] Coast wind and slept in the grass [G] tall and clean.
[D] But nowhere I've been [A] would I go to [G] again [D] except back [G] to the sand [D] walking.
[A] The
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
road back home [A] is hard [G] and it's long [D] and the miles [G] stretch on [D] end to year.
And the tramps and hawkers [G] in [D] every town, oh God, but it brings [G] me to tears.
[Bm] [D] When I got home I found [G] just a flower [D] on a mountain where it shamed the green grasses [G] of spring.
[E] [D] It grew from the grave [A] of my darling [G] little girl, [D] the rose [G] of the sand [D] walking.
Oh, see us today [A] out on your [G] highway [D] or asleep [G] in the doors of [D] a train.
See the gypsies dance with [G] their damn [D]-known glances while the peddlers shout out their [G] refrain.
[D] And who's gonna care [G] and who's gonna [D] share in the joys or the troubles [G] we see.
[D] Like ghosts we roam without [A] friends [G] or a home, [D] these tramps [G] and hawkers [D] and me.
[A]
[G] [D]
[G] [G] [D]
Key:
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_ I choose to see [A] not the _ [G] things that be, [D] or the [G] miles and the years that [D] are gone. _
_ I pay no heed to [G] _ _ _ [D]
tomorrow's needs, I'm blinded from the snow [G] and the sun. _
_ Till [D] all I can see is [G] my darling [D] and me, like young flowers blooming [G] in spring. _
[Bm] _ _ [D] Like flowers we grew, and [A] no other [G] I knew, [D] but the rose [G] of the sand [D] walking. _ _
_ _ The gypsies will dance [A] while stealing [G] a glance [D] at a seed that [G] might go in [D] the wind. _
_ _ And the fields are worked [G] in a sweat [D]-stained shirt till the workers move [G] on again.
[Bm] _ _ [D] And the _ tramps and hawkers [G] with _ [D] stories wild _ beguile the young [G] boys' _ _ dreams.
_ [D] _ _
Enticing me [A] to leave [G] my love, [D] the [G] rose of the sand [D] walking. _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ I've _ watched the rise [A] of light [G] in the sky [D] where the sun [G] climbs out [D] of the sea.
_ _ Seen _ giants fall [G] in the [D] mountains tall where the lumbermen cut [G] down the trees.
[Bm] _ _ [D] I've played in the sand [G] with the Gulf [D] Coast wind and slept in the grass [G] tall and clean.
_ _ [D] But nowhere I've been [A] would I go to [G] again [D] except back [G] to the sand [D] walking. _
_ _ [A] The _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ road back home [A] is hard [G] and it's long [D] and the miles [G] stretch on [D] end to year.
_ _ And the tramps and hawkers [G] in _ [D] every town, oh God, but it brings [G] me to tears. _
[Bm] _ _ [D] When I got home I found [G] just a flower [D] on a mountain where it shamed the green grasses [G] of spring. _
[E] _ _ [D] It grew from the grave [A] of my darling [G] little girl, [D] the rose [G] of the sand [D] walking. _ _
_ _ Oh, see us today [A] out on your [G] highway [D] or asleep [G] in the doors of [D] a train. _
_ _ See the _ gypsies dance with [G] their damn [D]-known glances while the peddlers shout out their [G] refrain. _
_ _ [D] And who's gonna care [G] and who's gonna [D] share in the joys or the troubles [G] we see. _
_ _ [D] Like ghosts we roam without [A] _ friends [G] or a home, [D] these tramps [G] and hawkers [D] and me. _
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_ I choose to see [A] not the _ [G] things that be, [D] or the [G] miles and the years that [D] are gone. _
_ I pay no heed to [G] _ _ _ [D]
tomorrow's needs, I'm blinded from the snow [G] and the sun. _
_ Till [D] all I can see is [G] my darling [D] and me, like young flowers blooming [G] in spring. _
[Bm] _ _ [D] Like flowers we grew, and [A] no other [G] I knew, [D] but the rose [G] of the sand [D] walking. _ _
_ _ The gypsies will dance [A] while stealing [G] a glance [D] at a seed that [G] might go in [D] the wind. _
_ _ And the fields are worked [G] in a sweat [D]-stained shirt till the workers move [G] on again.
[Bm] _ _ [D] And the _ tramps and hawkers [G] with _ [D] stories wild _ beguile the young [G] boys' _ _ dreams.
_ [D] _ _
Enticing me [A] to leave [G] my love, [D] the [G] rose of the sand [D] walking. _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ I've _ watched the rise [A] of light [G] in the sky [D] where the sun [G] climbs out [D] of the sea.
_ _ Seen _ giants fall [G] in the [D] mountains tall where the lumbermen cut [G] down the trees.
[Bm] _ _ [D] I've played in the sand [G] with the Gulf [D] Coast wind and slept in the grass [G] tall and clean.
_ _ [D] But nowhere I've been [A] would I go to [G] again [D] except back [G] to the sand [D] walking. _
_ _ [A] The _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ road back home [A] is hard [G] and it's long [D] and the miles [G] stretch on [D] end to year.
_ _ And the tramps and hawkers [G] in _ [D] every town, oh God, but it brings [G] me to tears. _
[Bm] _ _ [D] When I got home I found [G] just a flower [D] on a mountain where it shamed the green grasses [G] of spring. _
[E] _ _ [D] It grew from the grave [A] of my darling [G] little girl, [D] the rose [G] of the sand [D] walking. _ _
_ _ Oh, see us today [A] out on your [G] highway [D] or asleep [G] in the doors of [D] a train. _
_ _ See the _ gypsies dance with [G] their damn [D]-known glances while the peddlers shout out their [G] refrain. _
_ _ [D] And who's gonna care [G] and who's gonna [D] share in the joys or the troubles [G] we see. _
_ _ [D] Like ghosts we roam without [A] _ friends [G] or a home, [D] these tramps [G] and hawkers [D] and me. _
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