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!
Bb Dm Eb F Gm C
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B|----6----3----4----1----3----1-------8---|
G|----7----2----3----2----3----0--or---9---|
D|----8----0----5----3----5----2-------10--|
A|----8----x----6----3----5----3-------10--|
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[Intro]
Bb Dm Eb
Bb Dm Eb
[Verse 1]
Bb Dm Eb
Said I'd walk to San Francisco
Bb Dm Eb
After everything was done
Bb Dm F
Thought the noise and moving busy
Gm Bb C
Kept my mind from really knowing what was gone
[Verse 2]
Bb Dm Eb
When I finally saw it closing
Bb Dm Eb
All those miles across the bay
Bb Dm F
I was only standing closer to
Gm Bb C
The man I hoped to lose along the way
[Chorus]
F Bb
But If I'm being honest
F Bb
But If I'm being honest
F Bb
I would tell him that
Gm Am
It's a picture book
Bm
It's a hospital gown
F
It's an aspen tree in the summer breeze
C
She saw, as waving hands
Gm Am
It's a watching chair
Bm
And a holy company
F
Like a sailing ship
Hard rot in it
C Bb F
That will never again float upon the sea
[Verse 3]
Bb Dm Eb
Well I found that there's a humor
Bb Dm Eb
In an old and fond goodbye
Bb Dm F Gm
As if the early passing was a door
Bb C
That she could look through with a smile
[Chorus]
F Bb
So If I'm being honest
F Bb
If I'm being honest
F Bb
I would tell her
Gm
It's a pair of jeans
Bm
It's a rude awakening
F C
It's a fine life lived in the privilege of standing there in the afterlight
Gm Am
It's a photograph
Bb
Folded in my wallet
F
To remind myself that what she left
C Bb F
Is only growing bigger over time
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B|----6----3----4----1----3----1-------8---|
G|----7----2----3----2----3----0--or---9---|
D|----8----0----5----3----5----2-------10--|
A|----8----x----6----3----5----3-------10--|
E|----6----x----x----1----3----x-------8---|
[Intro]
Bb Dm Eb
Bb Dm Eb
[Verse 1]
Bb Dm Eb
Said I'd walk to San Francisco
Bb Dm Eb
After everything was done
Bb Dm F
Thought the noise and moving busy
Gm Bb C
Kept my mind from really knowing what was gone
[Verse 2]
Bb Dm Eb
When I finally saw it closing
Bb Dm Eb
All those miles across the bay
Bb Dm F
I was only standing closer to
Gm Bb C
The man I hoped to lose along the way
[Chorus]
F Bb
But If I'm being honest
F Bb
But If I'm being honest
F Bb
I would tell him that
Gm Am
It's a picture book
Bm
It's a hospital gown
F
It's an aspen tree in the summer breeze
C
She saw, as waving hands
Gm Am
It's a watching chair
Bm
And a holy company
F
Like a sailing ship
Hard rot in it
C Bb F
That will never again float upon the sea
[Verse 3]
Bb Dm Eb
Well I found that there's a humor
Bb Dm Eb
In an old and fond goodbye
Bb Dm F Gm
As if the early passing was a door
Bb C
That she could look through with a smile
[Chorus]
F Bb
So If I'm being honest
F Bb
If I'm being honest
F Bb
I would tell her
Gm
It's a pair of jeans
Bm
It's a rude awakening
F C
It's a fine life lived in the privilege of standing there in the afterlight
Gm Am
It's a photograph
Bb
Folded in my wallet
F
To remind myself that what she left
C Bb F
Is only growing bigger over time