Biography:
Jeffrey Foucault (born January 1976 in Janesville, Wisconsin) is an American singer-songwriter grown out of the americana/folk troubadour tradition. Foucault's musical career was seeded at seventeen, when he began playing John Prine tunes on his father's beat up mail-order guitar, and spent long evenings in his bedroom, spinning piles of old records on a hand-me-down turntable. When he was 18 he stole a copy of Townes Van Zandt: Live and Obscure from a friend
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Artist: Jeffrey Foucault
Song: Stripping Cane
Album: Stripping Cane
tabbed by: recebedou
email: [email protected]
Standard Tuning: CAPO I [all chords relative to capo]
Chords used:
EADGBe
Am:022100
D7:000211
E7:020100
F: 133211
G: 320033
---------------------------------------------------------------
Intro: Am - F - G - Am
Verse 1 chords:
Am
There's no more room for angels to dance or even stand
F
Upon this pin entangled, bleeding sugar from our hands
G Am
Bleeding ashes from our feet, won't you help me count my sheep
G Am
Won't you help me count my sheep tonight
Verse 2: [use verse 1 chords]
You make your heart a decoration, it's like a broken violin
So carefully made empty, taking only silence in
Taking saccharine to kill your pain, won't you help me stripping cane
Won't you help me stripping cane tonight
Chorus 1 chords:
D7 Am
Stripping cane for something sweet, stripping cane a man complete is born
G Am
His heart, something to hold both dark and light
D7 Am
Stripping cane no tongue can tell, the silent ring of this empty bell
G E7 Am
Won't you tell me fare thee well, fare thee well tonight
Verse 3: [use verse 1 chords]
I've got nowhere to go now, I'm like a bird in an eclipse
And the grammar of our bodies, breathing poems to our lips
Breathing verses out of rhyme, won't you help me killing time
Won't you help me killing time tonight
Verse 4: [use verse 1 chords]
There's no more room for angels to dance or even stand
Upon this pin entangled, bleeding sugar from our hands
Bleeding ashes from our feet, won't you help me count my sheep
Won't you help me count my sheep tonight
Won't you help me count my sheep tonight
Won't you help me
Song: Stripping Cane
Album: Stripping Cane
tabbed by: recebedou
email: [email protected]
Standard Tuning: CAPO I [all chords relative to capo]
Chords used:
EADGBe
Am:022100
D7:000211
E7:020100
F: 133211
G: 320033
---------------------------------------------------------------
Intro: Am - F - G - Am
Verse 1 chords:
Am
There's no more room for angels to dance or even stand
F
Upon this pin entangled, bleeding sugar from our hands
G Am
Bleeding ashes from our feet, won't you help me count my sheep
G Am
Won't you help me count my sheep tonight
Verse 2: [use verse 1 chords]
You make your heart a decoration, it's like a broken violin
So carefully made empty, taking only silence in
Taking saccharine to kill your pain, won't you help me stripping cane
Won't you help me stripping cane tonight
Chorus 1 chords:
D7 Am
Stripping cane for something sweet, stripping cane a man complete is born
G Am
His heart, something to hold both dark and light
D7 Am
Stripping cane no tongue can tell, the silent ring of this empty bell
G E7 Am
Won't you tell me fare thee well, fare thee well tonight
Verse 3: [use verse 1 chords]
I've got nowhere to go now, I'm like a bird in an eclipse
And the grammar of our bodies, breathing poems to our lips
Breathing verses out of rhyme, won't you help me killing time
Won't you help me killing time tonight
Verse 4: [use verse 1 chords]
There's no more room for angels to dance or even stand
Upon this pin entangled, bleeding sugar from our hands
Bleeding ashes from our feet, won't you help me count my sheep
Won't you help me count my sheep tonight
Won't you help me count my sheep tonight
Won't you help me
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