Wood Song

Indigo Girls

Wood Song аккорды

			B  B   F7sus4  F7sus4   F(9)   B     B/Cm - B   F     B/Cm - B   F
[guitar intro]
 
B             B           F7sus4       F7sus4
  The thin horizon of a plan is almost clear
F(9)             B            B   B
  My friends and I have had a tough time
      B             B           F7sus4       F7sus4
We're bruising our brains, hard up against change
F(9)           B               B    B
  All the old dogs and the magician
 
Now I see we're in the boat in two by two's
Only the heart that we have for a tool we could use
And the very close quarters are hard to get used to
Love weighs the hull down with its weight
 
                B     B                F7sus4  F7sus4
But the wood is tired, and the wood is old
         F(9)  B                 B   B
And we'll make it fine,  if the weather holds
          B     B             F7sus4  F7sus4
But if the weather holds, we'll have missed the point
F(9)           B        B/Cm - B    F     B/Cm - B   F
That's where I need to go
 
No way construction of this tricky plan
Was built by other than a greater hand
With a love that passes all our understading
Watching closely over the journey
 
Yeah, but what it takes to cross the great divide
Seems all the courage I can muster up inside
But we get to have some answers when we reach the other side
The prize is always worth the rocky ride
 
But the wood is tired, and the wood is old
And we'll make it fine, if the weather holds
But if the weather holds then we'll have missed the point
F(9)           B        Fm   G7   F   F
That's where I need to go
 
F             F                Gm7(4)    Gm7(4)
  Sometimes I ask to sneak a closer look
F             F              Fsus9      F
  Skip to the final chapter of the book
         F                F            Gm7(4)   Gm7(4)
And then maybe steer us clear from some of the pain it took
F           F         F(9)  F     Bsus4  B
  To get us where we are this far,    this far
 
(B)
But the question drowns in its futility
And even I have got to laugh at me
Because no on gets to miss the storm of what will be
Just holding on for the ride
 
And the wood is tired, and the wood is old
And we'll make it fine if the weather holds
But if the weather holds then we'll have missed the point
That's where I need to go