Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[INTRO]
G D G D C G Em
C D G Em C D G
[VERSE 1]
G Em
If I was a bird I'd be a rook
C D G
Obliquely fly likes my eyes through a book
G Em
Lack less of knowledge from words to a page
C D G
Time takes its toll as it does with your age
[CHORUS]
Bm C Bm C
Someday you'll be wearing a pine overcoat
D C G D
As this mother of all forest slices it's branch across your throat
[LINK]
G D G D C G Em
C D G Em C D G
[VERSE 2]
G Em
If you were a creature you'd be a silver fox
C D G
With arms as strong and stubborn as an ox
G Em
County West Meath has stories to tell
C D G
Of your breaking years of whip to your shell
[CHORUS]
Bm C Bm C
Someday you'll be wearing a pine overcoat
D C G D
As this mother of all forest slices it's branch across your throat
[LINK]
G D G D C G Em
C D G Em C D G
[VERSE 3]
G Em
If you were an addict I'd be your stout
C D G
With a liver to thank me for a pint and a bout
G Em
Chancing your luck you think your a fighter
C D G
Tempting at fate yet you were its writer
[CHORUS]
Bm C Bm C
Someday I'll be wearing a pine overcoat
D C G D
As this mother of all forest slices it's branch across my throat
[OUTRO]
G D G D C G Em
C D G Em C D G Em
C D G Em C D G
G D G D C G Em
C D G Em C D G
[VERSE 1]
G Em
If I was a bird I'd be a rook
C D G
Obliquely fly likes my eyes through a book
G Em
Lack less of knowledge from words to a page
C D G
Time takes its toll as it does with your age
[CHORUS]
Bm C Bm C
Someday you'll be wearing a pine overcoat
D C G D
As this mother of all forest slices it's branch across your throat
[LINK]
G D G D C G Em
C D G Em C D G
[VERSE 2]
G Em
If you were a creature you'd be a silver fox
C D G
With arms as strong and stubborn as an ox
G Em
County West Meath has stories to tell
C D G
Of your breaking years of whip to your shell
[CHORUS]
Bm C Bm C
Someday you'll be wearing a pine overcoat
D C G D
As this mother of all forest slices it's branch across your throat
[LINK]
G D G D C G Em
C D G Em C D G
[VERSE 3]
G Em
If you were an addict I'd be your stout
C D G
With a liver to thank me for a pint and a bout
G Em
Chancing your luck you think your a fighter
C D G
Tempting at fate yet you were its writer
[CHORUS]
Bm C Bm C
Someday I'll be wearing a pine overcoat
D C G D
As this mother of all forest slices it's branch across my throat
[OUTRO]
G D G D C G Em
C D G Em C D G Em
C D G Em C D G
KIYOHARU
KIZ
Kizmet
Kj Apa
KJ Scriven