Biography:
John Townes Van Zandt (March 7, 1944 – January 1, 1997), better known as Townes Van Zandt, was a critically acclaimed American songwriter and singer. Much of Van Zandt’s musical canon--songs such as "Pancho and Lefty", "For the Sake of the Song", "Tecumseh Valley", "Rex's Blues", and "To Live is to Fly"--are widely considered masterpieces of American folk music. His musical style is often described as melancholy in sound and delivery with rich and poetic lyrics.
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Other songs:
- At My Window
- Be Here To Love Me
- Cocaine Blues
- Colorado Girl
- Dead Flowers
- Pancho And Lefty
- Poncho and Lefty
- To Live Is To Fly
- Upon My Soul
- Waiting Around To Die
- Waiting Round To Die
- A Song For
- Aint Leavin Your Love
- Alone And Forsaken
- Ballad Of Ira Hayes
- Big Country Blues
- Black Crow Blues
- Black Jack Mama
- Blue Wind Blew
- Brand New Companion
- Brother Flower
- Buckskin Stallion Blues
- Columbine
- Come Tomorrow
- Cowboy Junkies Lament
- Delta Momma Blues
- Dollar Bill Blues
- Dont Let The Sunshine Fool Ya
- Dont Take It Too Bad
- Dont You Take It Too Bad
- Fare Thee Well Miss Carousel
- Flyin Shoes
- For The Sake Of The Song
- Fraulein
- Greensboro Woman
- Heavenly Houseboat Blues
- Hey Willie Boy
- High Low And In Between
- Highway Kind
- I Aint Ever Satisfied
- If I Needed You
- Ill Be Here In The Morning
- Indian Cowboy
- Ira Hayes
- Kathleen
- Katie Belle Blue
- Like A Summer Thursday
- Little Willie The Gambler
- Loretta
- Lovers Lullaby
- Lungs
- Many A Fine Lady
- Marie
- Mr Mudd And Mr Gold
- My Proud Mountains
- No Deal
- No Place To Fall
- None But The Rain
- Nothin
- Only Him Or Me
- Our Mother The Mountain
- Pueblo Waltz
- Quicksilver Daydreams Of Maria
- Rake
- Rexs Blues
- Sad Cinderella
- Saint John The Gambler
- Second Lovers Song
- She Came And She Touched Me
- Sixteen Summers Fifteen Falls
- Snake Mountain Blues
- Snake Song
- Snow Dont Fall
- Snowin On Raton
- St John The Gambler
- Still Looking For You
- Tecumseh Valley
- Texas River Song
- The Catfish Song
- The Hole
- The Silver Ships Of Andilar
- Tower Song
- Turnstyled Junkpiled
- Two Girls
- Two Hands
- Waitin Around To Die
- Waiting For The Day
- When He Offers His Hand
- When Shes Acting This Way
- When Your Dream Lovers Die
- White Freight Liner Blues
- White Freightliner Blues
- You Are Not Needed Now
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Submitted by Robert Giacobbe
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Bm
Ribbons of love
A Bm
please keep me true sane
Em Bm
until I reach home on the morrow
Bm A Bm
never never to wander again
Em Bm
I'm weak and I'm weary of sorrow
D
London to Dublin
A Bm
Australia to Perth
Em
I gazed at your sky
G Bm
I tasted your earth
G
sung out my heart
A Bm
for what it was worth
Em Bm
never again shall I ramble
..progression is the same for the rest of the song (verse-chorus-verse-chorus..)
There's nowhere left
in this world where to go
my arms, my legs they're a-tremblin'
thoughts both clouded and blue as the sky
not even worth the rememberin'
Now as I stumble
and reel to my bed
all that I've done
all that I've said
means nothin' to me
I'd soon as be dead
all of this world be forgotten
No words of comfort
no words of advice
nothin' to offer a stranger
gone the love, gone the spite
it just doesn't matter no longer
My sky's getting far
the ground's gettin' close
my self goin' crazy
the way that it does
I'll lie on my pillow
and sleep if I must
Too late to wish I'd been stronger
too late to wish I'd been stronger
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Submitted by John Kearney
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I've been playing this song real regular since Jan. 1. I do it a bit
different from what Robert has posted, so here goes:
capo 2nd fret, chords shown are as if no capo was used. ie: Am = Bm, C = D,
etc.
A Song For
Townes Van Zandt
Am G Am
Ribbons of love please keep me true sane
F C Am
until I reach home on the morrow
Am G Am
never never to wander again
F C Am
I'm weak and I'm weary of sorrow
C G Am
London to Dublin, Australia to Perth
F C Am
I gazed at your sky, I tasted your earth
F C Am
sung out my heart for what it was worth
G Am
never again shall I ramble
The rest is as Robert wrote:
>...progression is the same for the rest of the song
> (verse-chorus-verse-chorus..)
>
>There's nowhere left
>in this world where to go
>my arms, my legs they're a-tremblin'
>thoughts both clouded and blue as the sky
>not even worth the rememberin'
>
>Now as I stumble
>and reel to my bed
>all that I've done
>all that I've said
>means nothin' to me
>I'd soon as be dead
>all of this world be forgotten
>
>No words of comfort
>no words of advice
>nothin' to offer a stranger
>gone the love, gone the spite
>it just doesn't matter no longer
>
>My sky's getting far
>the ground's gettin' close
>my self goin' crazy
>the way that it does
>I'll lie on my pillow
>and sleep if I must
>Too late to wish I'd been stronger
>too late to wish I'd been stronger
Remember, there's more than one way to play a song. The right way is what
works for you. ;-)
Townes wrote a lot of songs. I think he wrote this one for himself.
Thanks Townes...
jk
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Submitted by Robert Giacobbe
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Bm
Ribbons of love
A Bm
please keep me true sane
Em Bm
until I reach home on the morrow
Bm A Bm
never never to wander again
Em Bm
I'm weak and I'm weary of sorrow
D
London to Dublin
A Bm
Australia to Perth
Em
I gazed at your sky
G Bm
I tasted your earth
G
sung out my heart
A Bm
for what it was worth
Em Bm
never again shall I ramble
..progression is the same for the rest of the song (verse-chorus-verse-chorus..)
There's nowhere left
in this world where to go
my arms, my legs they're a-tremblin'
thoughts both clouded and blue as the sky
not even worth the rememberin'
Now as I stumble
and reel to my bed
all that I've done
all that I've said
means nothin' to me
I'd soon as be dead
all of this world be forgotten
No words of comfort
no words of advice
nothin' to offer a stranger
gone the love, gone the spite
it just doesn't matter no longer
My sky's getting far
the ground's gettin' close
my self goin' crazy
the way that it does
I'll lie on my pillow
and sleep if I must
Too late to wish I'd been stronger
too late to wish I'd been stronger
-----------------------------------------------------
Submitted by John Kearney
-----------------------------------------------------
I've been playing this song real regular since Jan. 1. I do it a bit
different from what Robert has posted, so here goes:
capo 2nd fret, chords shown are as if no capo was used. ie: Am = Bm, C = D,
etc.
A Song For
Townes Van Zandt
Am G Am
Ribbons of love please keep me true sane
F C Am
until I reach home on the morrow
Am G Am
never never to wander again
F C Am
I'm weak and I'm weary of sorrow
C G Am
London to Dublin, Australia to Perth
F C Am
I gazed at your sky, I tasted your earth
F C Am
sung out my heart for what it was worth
G Am
never again shall I ramble
The rest is as Robert wrote:
>...progression is the same for the rest of the song
> (verse-chorus-verse-chorus..)
>
>There's nowhere left
>in this world where to go
>my arms, my legs they're a-tremblin'
>thoughts both clouded and blue as the sky
>not even worth the rememberin'
>
>Now as I stumble
>and reel to my bed
>all that I've done
>all that I've said
>means nothin' to me
>I'd soon as be dead
>all of this world be forgotten
>
>No words of comfort
>no words of advice
>nothin' to offer a stranger
>gone the love, gone the spite
>it just doesn't matter no longer
>
>My sky's getting far
>the ground's gettin' close
>my self goin' crazy
>the way that it does
>I'll lie on my pillow
>and sleep if I must
>Too late to wish I'd been stronger
>too late to wish I'd been stronger
Remember, there's more than one way to play a song. The right way is what
works for you. ;-)
Townes wrote a lot of songs. I think he wrote this one for himself.
Thanks Townes...
jk
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