ALBUM: "Canticle Of The Plains" Acordes Utilizados Bm Bm/A G D A A/C# Bbdim Em F# F#m Bb e|--2----2-----2----2----0----x------0-----0-----2-----2----1--| B|--3----3-----2----3----2----2------2-----0-----2-----2----3--| G|--4----4-----0----2----2----2------3-----0-----3-----2----3--| D|--4----4-----0----0----2----2------2-----2-----4-----4----3--| A|--2----0-----2----x----0----4------1-----2-----4-----4----1--| E|--x----x-----3----x----x----x------x-----0-----2-----2----x--| Esta es mi versión, espero que les guste. Si escuchan bien la canción notaran que salvo por pocos detalles las notas estan totalmente correctas. Cualquier consulta hazla a thedragonofshadow@hotmail.com Si quieres escuchar la canción ve a http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7A6lNk05_0 Verse 1 Bm Bm/A G D A A/C# Bbdim I sit on a piano stool and I make up songs for these men who G D A A/C# come in with dust on their faces and mud on their boots Em G F# From these places that I'll never go. Bm Bm/A G D A A/C# I sleep in a rented bed with a woman who gives me Bbdim G D A A/C# what little I get of the love that we'd like to imagine is left Em G F# Of the love that we never did know G D A I slip out and scribble a note that reads like a million books Em (F#m) G (G/f#) Em F# It's a four cent nickel for my dime store theme, but it sure reads good Chorus 1 Bm G D And If I could make it work in life A Like it works on paper Bb F If the love that I describe Gm A Could be anything but words Bm G Then I would wipe my eyes I'd dry this ink Bm G I'd trade my pen in on a pair of wings D A And I would... I would fly Em G F# Bm If I could only make it work in life Verse2 Bm/A G D A A/C# Bbdim And at the end of every night I add up the tips that I count for what might G D A A/C# not come down to a thing that amounts to a lie Em G F# And the sum of it all I'm afraid Bm Bm/A G D A A/C# Bbdim Is less then what I know I need to slip beneath the surface of my forgeries G D A A/C# Where I buried my hopes where sometimes my dreams Em G F# Still stir me and steal me away. G D A And I can still hear Dineh Bikeyah call just like we were kids Em (F#m) G (G/f#) Em F# I could tell you all about it in a song But Lord I wish... Chorus2 Bm G D ...that I could make it work in life A Like it works on paper Bb F If the love that I describe Gm A Could be anything but words Bm G Then I would wipe my eyes I'd dry this ink Bm G I'd trade my pen in on a pair of wings D A And I would... Fly Em G F# Bm Bm/A G D If I could only make it work in life A A/C# G Em Bm If I could only make it work... in life.