Letra
Ver letra con acordes
[Intro]
e|-------------------------|
B|-------------------------|
G|-------------------------|
D|-------------------------|
A|----5-----5-----5-----5--|
E|-3-----3-----3-----3-----| x2
[Main riff]
e|----------------------5-------------------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------6----------------------------------|
G|-------------4---------------------------------4---------------4--|
D|----5---------------------------------3---------------5-----------|
A|----------5-------------------------------5----------------5------|
E|-3---------------3-------3-------3---------------3----------------| x2
e|-----------------------------------0--| e|--------------------------3---------1--|
B|---------------1----------------------| B|----------------1----------------------|
G|-----0------------------0-------------| G|------0--------------------------------|
D|----------2------------------2--------| D|-----------2---------------------------|
A|-3------------------3-----------------| A|--3------------------3--------3--------|
E|--------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------|
Just some variants of the C chord, I’m sure he plays a few more different ones.
[Verse 1]
Play main riff over verses and between verses
There’s always the creaks and the strangest sounds
John Brown’s body was never found
But the locals see him walkin’ round
[Main riff]
[Verse 2]
There’s a ‘for sale’ sign on the old farm roads
There’s a silo empty and done for
The place just ain’t the same no more
[Chorus]
Now it’s shinin’ all them different ways
Crimson blues and yellow shades
There’s snow up in the way
And those clouds still full of rain
[Verse 3]
There’s work in town or so they say
Just blessed to fill our hands today
God knows if it will ever pay
[Chorus]
And we fill our hands with wood and steel
And grace is a woman we all long to feel
You know someday we will
You know someday we will
[Violin Solo]
[Verse 4]
There’s always the creaks and the strangest sounds
John Brown’s body’s up and walkin’ round
Countin’ all the riches that he’s found
[Chorus]
And he throws it all in that wishing well
Made it home in the morning hail
There’s snow up in the way
Something’s gotta give
And those clouds still full a rain
e|-------------------------|
B|-------------------------|
G|-------------------------|
D|-------------------------|
A|----5-----5-----5-----5--|
E|-3-----3-----3-----3-----| x2
[Main riff]
e|----------------------5-------------------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------6----------------------------------|
G|-------------4---------------------------------4---------------4--|
D|----5---------------------------------3---------------5-----------|
A|----------5-------------------------------5----------------5------|
E|-3---------------3-------3-------3---------------3----------------| x2
e|-----------------------------------0--| e|--------------------------3---------1--|
B|---------------1----------------------| B|----------------1----------------------|
G|-----0------------------0-------------| G|------0--------------------------------|
D|----------2------------------2--------| D|-----------2---------------------------|
A|-3------------------3-----------------| A|--3------------------3--------3--------|
E|--------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------|
Just some variants of the C chord, I’m sure he plays a few more different ones.
[Verse 1]
Play main riff over verses and between verses
There’s always the creaks and the strangest sounds
John Brown’s body was never found
But the locals see him walkin’ round
[Main riff]
[Verse 2]
There’s a ‘for sale’ sign on the old farm roads
There’s a silo empty and done for
The place just ain’t the same no more
[Chorus]
Now it’s shinin’ all them different ways
Crimson blues and yellow shades
There’s snow up in the way
And those clouds still full of rain
[Verse 3]
There’s work in town or so they say
Just blessed to fill our hands today
God knows if it will ever pay
[Chorus]
And we fill our hands with wood and steel
And grace is a woman we all long to feel
You know someday we will
You know someday we will
[Violin Solo]
[Verse 4]
There’s always the creaks and the strangest sounds
John Brown’s body’s up and walkin’ round
Countin’ all the riches that he’s found
[Chorus]
And he throws it all in that wishing well
Made it home in the morning hail
There’s snow up in the way
Something’s gotta give
And those clouds still full a rain