Chords for Waters of March / Les Eaux de Mars / Wasser des März (Tom Jobim)
Tempo:
145 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Dbm
Fm
D
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C]
A stick, a stone, a cinder [Am]
roll, the rest of [Fm] the stone is a little [C] alone.
It's a slave or a glass, it is light, it's [F] the sun, it is night, [D] it is death, it's a trap, [C] it's a gun.
The [Gm] oak when it blooms, [Am] a [D] fox in the brush, the night [Fm] in the wood, the [C] song of a thrush.
The wood [Gm] and the [C] wind, a clever [D] pull, a stretch [Fm] alone.
It is [C] nothing at all, it's the wind blowing free, it's the end [Am] of a slow hop.
It's a [Fm] beam, it's a void, it's a hunch, it's [C] a hope.
[D] And the [Ebm] riverbank talks, the waters [F] march, [G] it's the end of all street, it's the joy in your [Eb] heart.
It's a rotten trunk, [Ab] it's the snow [Bb] melting, the [Ab] deep mystery, the [Dbm] promise of [Eb] life.
[Ab] It's the wind's breath at the top of the [D] hills, it's an old [Dbm] ruin, the void, [Eb] the void.
It's the ash that [Ebm] shatters, it's the [D] verse that pours, torrents of [Dbm] algae,
it's the waters [Eb] of Mars, it's the [Abm] foot that moves, it's not [Fm] sure, not long,
[G] it's the hand [Dbm] that moves, it's the stone that you [F] throw.
It's a hole [Ab] in the earth, a path that [Bb] goes, a remain of [Dbm] roots, it's a bit [Eb] lonely.
[Ab] It's a bird in the air, a bird [D] that moves, the garden [Dbm] that you water,
a light-blue witch, [Ab] a scar in the nail, it's the fever [Fm] that
[G] It's a tale, [Dbm] the good tale, it's a bit [Ab] nothing at all.
A [F] stop, a thread, it's [Fm] a [Db] djondødjød, it's a tower [Ab] in your hand, [Bb] it's a crack [Ab] in your foot.
[Fm] A blind, [Dbm] a blind, a sound [Ab] hit, a passing mountain, [Gb] a [Fm] mule, a horse,
three [Bb] shadows in the tower, and the [Ab] fourth is a thread.
It's a stream in Mars, life's dream [D] that is spring, it's a [Dbm] vessel of spring in your mind, [Ab] in your mind.
A stop, a thread, a sound [Fm] hit, a mule, a horse, [E]
three [Bb] [Eb] shadows in the tower, and the fourth is a thread.
A blind, a blind, [Db] a sound hit, a [Gb] passing mountain, a [Ab] mule, a horse,
three shadows in the tower, and the fourth is a thread.
It's a stream in Mars, life's dream that is spring, it's a vessel of spring in your mind, in your mind.
[F] [Ab] [Fm] [Dbm]
[Ab]
[D] [Ab] [Dbm]
[Ab]
[Dbm]
[G]
A stick, a stone, a cinder [Am]
roll, the rest of [Fm] the stone is a little [C] alone.
It's a slave or a glass, it is light, it's [F] the sun, it is night, [D] it is death, it's a trap, [C] it's a gun.
The [Gm] oak when it blooms, [Am] a [D] fox in the brush, the night [Fm] in the wood, the [C] song of a thrush.
The wood [Gm] and the [C] wind, a clever [D] pull, a stretch [Fm] alone.
It is [C] nothing at all, it's the wind blowing free, it's the end [Am] of a slow hop.
It's a [Fm] beam, it's a void, it's a hunch, it's [C] a hope.
[D] And the [Ebm] riverbank talks, the waters [F] march, [G] it's the end of all street, it's the joy in your [Eb] heart.
It's a rotten trunk, [Ab] it's the snow [Bb] melting, the [Ab] deep mystery, the [Dbm] promise of [Eb] life.
[Ab] It's the wind's breath at the top of the [D] hills, it's an old [Dbm] ruin, the void, [Eb] the void.
It's the ash that [Ebm] shatters, it's the [D] verse that pours, torrents of [Dbm] algae,
it's the waters [Eb] of Mars, it's the [Abm] foot that moves, it's not [Fm] sure, not long,
[G] it's the hand [Dbm] that moves, it's the stone that you [F] throw.
It's a hole [Ab] in the earth, a path that [Bb] goes, a remain of [Dbm] roots, it's a bit [Eb] lonely.
[Ab] It's a bird in the air, a bird [D] that moves, the garden [Dbm] that you water,
a light-blue witch, [Ab] a scar in the nail, it's the fever [Fm] that
[G] It's a tale, [Dbm] the good tale, it's a bit [Ab] nothing at all.
A [F] stop, a thread, it's [Fm] a [Db] djondødjød, it's a tower [Ab] in your hand, [Bb] it's a crack [Ab] in your foot.
[Fm] A blind, [Dbm] a blind, a sound [Ab] hit, a passing mountain, [Gb] a [Fm] mule, a horse,
three [Bb] shadows in the tower, and the [Ab] fourth is a thread.
It's a stream in Mars, life's dream [D] that is spring, it's a [Dbm] vessel of spring in your mind, [Ab] in your mind.
A stop, a thread, a sound [Fm] hit, a mule, a horse, [E]
three [Bb] [Eb] shadows in the tower, and the fourth is a thread.
A blind, a blind, [Db] a sound hit, a [Gb] passing mountain, a [Ab] mule, a horse,
three shadows in the tower, and the fourth is a thread.
It's a stream in Mars, life's dream that is spring, it's a vessel of spring in your mind, in your mind.
[F] [Ab] [Fm] [Dbm]
[Ab]
[D] [Ab] [Dbm]
[Ab]
[Dbm]
[G]
Key:
Ab
Dbm
Fm
D
C
Ab
Dbm
Fm
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_ A stick, a stone, a cinder [Am]
roll, the rest of [Fm] the stone is a little [C] alone.
It's a slave or a glass, it is light, it's [F] the sun, it is night, [D] it is death, it's a trap, [C] it's a gun.
The [Gm] oak when it blooms, [Am] a [D] fox in the brush, the night [Fm] in the wood, the [C] song of a thrush.
The wood [Gm] and the [C] wind, a clever [D] pull, a stretch [Fm] alone.
It is [C] nothing at all, it's the wind blowing free, it's the end [Am] of a slow hop.
It's a [Fm] beam, it's a void, it's a hunch, it's [C] a hope.
[D] And the [Ebm] riverbank talks, the waters [F] march, [G] it's the end of all street, it's the joy in your [Eb] heart.
It's a rotten trunk, [Ab] it's the snow [Bb] melting, the _ [Ab] deep mystery, the [Dbm] promise of [Eb] life.
[Ab] It's the wind's breath at the top of the [D] hills, it's an old [Dbm] ruin, the void, [Eb] the void.
It's the ash that [Ebm] shatters, it's the [D] verse that pours, _ torrents of [Dbm] algae,
it's the waters [Eb] of Mars, it's the [Abm] foot that moves, it's not [Fm] sure, not long,
[G] it's the hand [Dbm] that moves, it's the stone that you [F] throw.
It's a hole [Ab] in the earth, a path that [Bb] goes, a remain of [Dbm] roots, it's a bit [Eb] lonely.
[Ab] It's a bird in the air, a bird [D] that moves, the garden [Dbm] that you water,
a light-blue witch, [Ab] a scar in the nail, it's the fever [Fm] that_
[G] It's a tale, [Dbm] the good tale, it's a bit [Ab] nothing at all.
A [F] stop, a thread, it's [Fm] a [Db] djondødjød, it's a tower [Ab] in your hand, [Bb] it's a crack [Ab] in your foot. _ _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ A blind, [Dbm] a blind, a sound [Ab] hit, a passing mountain, [Gb] a [Fm] mule, a horse,
three [Bb] shadows in the tower, and the [Ab] fourth is a thread.
It's a stream in Mars, life's dream [D] that is spring, it's a [Dbm] vessel of spring in your mind, [Ab] in your mind.
A stop, a thread, a sound [Fm] hit, a mule, a horse, [E]
three [Bb] _ [Eb] shadows in the tower, and the fourth is a thread.
A blind, a blind, [Db] a sound _ hit, a [Gb] passing mountain, _ a [Ab] mule, a horse,
three shadows in the tower, and the fourth is a thread.
It's a stream in Mars, life's dream that is spring, it's a vessel of spring in your mind, in your mind.
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Dbm] _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Dbm] _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
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_ A stick, a stone, a cinder [Am]
roll, the rest of [Fm] the stone is a little [C] alone.
It's a slave or a glass, it is light, it's [F] the sun, it is night, [D] it is death, it's a trap, [C] it's a gun.
The [Gm] oak when it blooms, [Am] a [D] fox in the brush, the night [Fm] in the wood, the [C] song of a thrush.
The wood [Gm] and the [C] wind, a clever [D] pull, a stretch [Fm] alone.
It is [C] nothing at all, it's the wind blowing free, it's the end [Am] of a slow hop.
It's a [Fm] beam, it's a void, it's a hunch, it's [C] a hope.
[D] And the [Ebm] riverbank talks, the waters [F] march, [G] it's the end of all street, it's the joy in your [Eb] heart.
It's a rotten trunk, [Ab] it's the snow [Bb] melting, the _ [Ab] deep mystery, the [Dbm] promise of [Eb] life.
[Ab] It's the wind's breath at the top of the [D] hills, it's an old [Dbm] ruin, the void, [Eb] the void.
It's the ash that [Ebm] shatters, it's the [D] verse that pours, _ torrents of [Dbm] algae,
it's the waters [Eb] of Mars, it's the [Abm] foot that moves, it's not [Fm] sure, not long,
[G] it's the hand [Dbm] that moves, it's the stone that you [F] throw.
It's a hole [Ab] in the earth, a path that [Bb] goes, a remain of [Dbm] roots, it's a bit [Eb] lonely.
[Ab] It's a bird in the air, a bird [D] that moves, the garden [Dbm] that you water,
a light-blue witch, [Ab] a scar in the nail, it's the fever [Fm] that_
[G] It's a tale, [Dbm] the good tale, it's a bit [Ab] nothing at all.
A [F] stop, a thread, it's [Fm] a [Db] djondødjød, it's a tower [Ab] in your hand, [Bb] it's a crack [Ab] in your foot. _ _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ A blind, [Dbm] a blind, a sound [Ab] hit, a passing mountain, [Gb] a [Fm] mule, a horse,
three [Bb] shadows in the tower, and the [Ab] fourth is a thread.
It's a stream in Mars, life's dream [D] that is spring, it's a [Dbm] vessel of spring in your mind, [Ab] in your mind.
A stop, a thread, a sound [Fm] hit, a mule, a horse, [E]
three [Bb] _ [Eb] shadows in the tower, and the fourth is a thread.
A blind, a blind, [Db] a sound _ hit, a [Gb] passing mountain, _ a [Ab] mule, a horse,
three shadows in the tower, and the fourth is a thread.
It's a stream in Mars, life's dream that is spring, it's a vessel of spring in your mind, in your mind.
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Dbm] _
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