¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
F E D7 A5 Fm
x x x x 1
3 2 x x 3
3 2 x 2 3
2 1 2 x 2
1 x 1 2 1
0 x 2 x 1
(Use these from lines 1-8)
E|---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ----|
A|3--- 3--- 2--- 2--- ---- ---- 0---|
D|-2-2 -2-2 -2-2 -2-2 0--- 0--- -2-2|
G|--1- --1- --1- --1- -2-2 -2-2 --1-|
B|--1- --1- --1- --1- --1- --1- --1-|
E|--1- --1- --1- --1- --1- --1- --1-|
It was a lonely Saturday
It was sunny no trees to give me shade
I sat quietly
My head was in a fog
I had a rough week
Wasn’t sure if it hadn’t ended yet
I needed release
I took a hatchet to a log
F E
And as I brought the hatchet down
D7 A5
and forced the blade into the thick wood
F E
I remembered where
D7 A5
Its segments originated
F E
It was a great tree standing well
D7 A5
Its roots dug deep into the ground
F E
It’s great arms once stretched out
D7 A5
It’s leaves spread deep into the clouds
C E
Oh tree sorry this is the way it had to be
F Fm
Sorry we often see your limbs as potential energy
C
Oh tree how I wish I could hear your stories
E
Your conversations with the wind
F
how you earn your twists and bends
Fm
my ear to you I lend oh tree
C E
I think you’ve got the best philosophy
F
Keep the center of your mass low because you’re thirsty
Fm
Allowing for perpetual growth without falling down
E ---- ---- ---- ----
A 3--- 2--- ---- 0---
D -2-2 -2-2 0--- -2-2
G --1- --1- -2-2 --1-
B --1- --1- --1- --1-
E --1- --1- --1- --1-
(Use these from lines 25-28)
Oh my hatchet with ambition you resist my stride
Who knew that something could be so strong in the afterlife
Can’t feel my fingers I’ve been at this a while
I’ll shake the silence until you're part of the pile
C
Oh tree I’ll show you a way to be free
E F
I’ll set fire to your body and stare into the sunlight that you’ve
Fm C
captured in your days oh tree
C
I hope your flickering wisdom will show me
E F
how to live my life in harmony
Fm
Give me direction for my journey as your
Dm Fm
ashes rise into the sky
Dm Fm
No longer dependent on her
Dm Fm C
You can fly like the birds that once used your branches to perch
x x x x 1
3 2 x x 3
3 2 x 2 3
2 1 2 x 2
1 x 1 2 1
0 x 2 x 1
(Use these from lines 1-8)
E|---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ----|
A|3--- 3--- 2--- 2--- ---- ---- 0---|
D|-2-2 -2-2 -2-2 -2-2 0--- 0--- -2-2|
G|--1- --1- --1- --1- -2-2 -2-2 --1-|
B|--1- --1- --1- --1- --1- --1- --1-|
E|--1- --1- --1- --1- --1- --1- --1-|
It was a lonely Saturday
It was sunny no trees to give me shade
I sat quietly
My head was in a fog
I had a rough week
Wasn’t sure if it hadn’t ended yet
I needed release
I took a hatchet to a log
F E
And as I brought the hatchet down
D7 A5
and forced the blade into the thick wood
F E
I remembered where
D7 A5
Its segments originated
F E
It was a great tree standing well
D7 A5
Its roots dug deep into the ground
F E
It’s great arms once stretched out
D7 A5
It’s leaves spread deep into the clouds
C E
Oh tree sorry this is the way it had to be
F Fm
Sorry we often see your limbs as potential energy
C
Oh tree how I wish I could hear your stories
E
Your conversations with the wind
F
how you earn your twists and bends
Fm
my ear to you I lend oh tree
C E
I think you’ve got the best philosophy
F
Keep the center of your mass low because you’re thirsty
Fm
Allowing for perpetual growth without falling down
E ---- ---- ---- ----
A 3--- 2--- ---- 0---
D -2-2 -2-2 0--- -2-2
G --1- --1- -2-2 --1-
B --1- --1- --1- --1-
E --1- --1- --1- --1-
(Use these from lines 25-28)
Oh my hatchet with ambition you resist my stride
Who knew that something could be so strong in the afterlife
Can’t feel my fingers I’ve been at this a while
I’ll shake the silence until you're part of the pile
C
Oh tree I’ll show you a way to be free
E F
I’ll set fire to your body and stare into the sunlight that you’ve
Fm C
captured in your days oh tree
C
I hope your flickering wisdom will show me
E F
how to live my life in harmony
Fm
Give me direction for my journey as your
Dm Fm
ashes rise into the sky
Dm Fm
No longer dependent on her
Dm Fm C
You can fly like the birds that once used your branches to perch
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