Biografía:
Augie March es una banda australiana de indie/poprock formada en 1996 en Shepparton, Victoria. Tomó su nombre de la novela de 1954 Las aventuras de Augie March de Saul Bellow, citando su prosa poética, tan compleja como un reflejo de la voz de Richards. La banda se compone actualmente de vocalista y guitarrista Glenn Richards , el guitarrista de Adam Donovan , el bajista Edmondo Ammendola , el baterista David Williams, y el tecladista Kiernan Box. Box sustituye Rob Dawson, primer tecladista de la banda quien murió en 2001.
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Augie March – The Cold Acre
Capo 2
Standard Tuning
INTRO (on piano)
Fmaj7 Em
e|---------|---------|
B|-----1---|-----0---|
G|---2---2-|---0---0-|(repeat x2)
D|-3-------|-2-------|
A|---------|---------|
E|---------|---------|
Fmaj7-Em (repeat x2)
Fmaj7 Em
There's a place I've been told, and when I grow old I may go there,
Fmaj7 Em
I've been told that my family's bones may lie under the snow there,
C Em
And with my little bag, and with my little dog,
F G
Who sleeps on my chest when he can't find a hole in a log,
Em Fmaj7
And when I go, my dog will know
to leave his old fellow and find a new pillow,
G
far from the chill of the cold acre.
Fmaj7|Em
Fmaj7
Now there's a Hillydale here and a Lilydale there
Em Fmaj7
where there's joy in the living, in voices that ring in the air
Em C
I'd stay there but sooner or later I'd have to go,
Em
where I don't know,
F G
but when a dog knows it's on him he doesn't ask why he just goes,
Em F
And when I go my bones will know,
to pick up and follow the wagon that rolls
G
on the cold acre...
C
My heart is a cold acre,
Em
in my chest is a cold acre,
F
I don't grow any good anymore though
G
I've seeded my soul with
all kinds of love, that it aches so...
Fmaj7-Em (repeat x2)
SOLO
C-Em-F-G-Em-F--G-
Fmaj7 Em
Though I wake from them mouthing they leave me not able to talk,
Fmaj7 Em
These dreams are not nightmares but realms I've been choosing to walk,
C Em
With my little bag, and with my little dog,
F G
Who rests on my stomach and barks at the oncoming fog,
Em F
O but when I go, with my lot in tow,
Like a vampire carry my piece of the earth
G
from the place of my death to the plots of my birth...
C
My heart is a cold acre,
Em
in my chest is a cold acre,
F
I don't grow any good anymore though
G
I've seeded my soul with all kinds of love
C
that don't grow in a cold acre,
Em
nothing grows in a cold acre,
F G
I don't know any good anymore from the bad
except there's one that you have and one that you had,
Em F
O grow, grow, grow, grow, grow,
G
And plant me in the only place I know,
That's the Cold Acre.
Fmaj7-Em (repeat x8)
Capo 2
Standard Tuning
INTRO (on piano)
Fmaj7 Em
e|---------|---------|
B|-----1---|-----0---|
G|---2---2-|---0---0-|(repeat x2)
D|-3-------|-2-------|
A|---------|---------|
E|---------|---------|
Fmaj7-Em (repeat x2)
Fmaj7 Em
There's a place I've been told, and when I grow old I may go there,
Fmaj7 Em
I've been told that my family's bones may lie under the snow there,
C Em
And with my little bag, and with my little dog,
F G
Who sleeps on my chest when he can't find a hole in a log,
Em Fmaj7
And when I go, my dog will know
to leave his old fellow and find a new pillow,
G
far from the chill of the cold acre.
Fmaj7|Em
Fmaj7
Now there's a Hillydale here and a Lilydale there
Em Fmaj7
where there's joy in the living, in voices that ring in the air
Em C
I'd stay there but sooner or later I'd have to go,
Em
where I don't know,
F G
but when a dog knows it's on him he doesn't ask why he just goes,
Em F
And when I go my bones will know,
to pick up and follow the wagon that rolls
G
on the cold acre...
C
My heart is a cold acre,
Em
in my chest is a cold acre,
F
I don't grow any good anymore though
G
I've seeded my soul with
all kinds of love, that it aches so...
Fmaj7-Em (repeat x2)
SOLO
C-Em-F-G-Em-F--G-
Fmaj7 Em
Though I wake from them mouthing they leave me not able to talk,
Fmaj7 Em
These dreams are not nightmares but realms I've been choosing to walk,
C Em
With my little bag, and with my little dog,
F G
Who rests on my stomach and barks at the oncoming fog,
Em F
O but when I go, with my lot in tow,
Like a vampire carry my piece of the earth
G
from the place of my death to the plots of my birth...
C
My heart is a cold acre,
Em
in my chest is a cold acre,
F
I don't grow any good anymore though
G
I've seeded my soul with all kinds of love
C
that don't grow in a cold acre,
Em
nothing grows in a cold acre,
F G
I don't know any good anymore from the bad
except there's one that you have and one that you had,
Em F
O grow, grow, grow, grow, grow,
G
And plant me in the only place I know,
That's the Cold Acre.
Fmaj7-Em (repeat x8)
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