Greg,
Thanks for the newsletter, I find it really great. I've had a go at picking
out the chords to a couple of songs by Shane Howard, a great Aussie singer
songwriter who's work hovers somewhere in between the realms of
country/folk/popular...a real individual, but like most of his ilk over here
his work tends to be categorised as country. Both these have been covered by
Irish singer Mary Black.
Flesh And Blood
E A D
If we leave here today
A D
we could be a thousand miles away
A E D E
Take to that road see how far it goes
A D
And on that great ocean road
A D
Oh the country's in our bones
A E
All the trouble that you know
D E
empties out as you go
Chorus:
A E
Oh come on walk with me, talk with me,
A D
tell me your stories
A E F#m D
I'll do my best to understand you
A D
You're flesh and blood, flesh and blood
A D
Don't refuse me your love
A Amaj7
More than words can express
D E
More than wealth or success
A D
Oh there's a thousand things to do
A D
So let's start here with me and you
A Amaj7
All the pain that you feel
D (Bm7) (D)
All the hurt that seems so real
A E
Oh come on walk with me, talk with me,
A D
tell me your stories
A E F#m D
I'll do my very best to understand you
A
You're flesh and blood
Break
C Em C G
You can't go on holding back
the flooding river
C G
Keeping all that fear inside
Bm d
I understand how trouble haunts you
B E
Yes and 1 do know how you feel
A D
There's a thousand things to do
A D
So let's start here with me and you
A Amaj7
Gonna take a little time
D
Let's see what we can find
Oh come on walk with me.... .
Free As Stone
F
Phone calls and taxi rides
Bb C
somebody's leaving
F Bb C
Misunderstandings get out of control
F Dm
The right words get left
Bb C
The wrong words get spoken
F
She's gone
C F
But not your pride
Look at you now
You're a picture of sorrow
Head in your hands
Complete isolation
All of the things that seemed so important
are leaves
And are blowing away
Not much can hurt
the fool heart hat's breaking
You can't find the words
You can't hide the feelings
It's down to the bone
To the heart of the matter
You're free
Free as stone
Walking through Belfast
on a cold Sunday morning
Young soldiers in their uniforms
guns in their hands
In a world all cut up
with barbed wire fences
I'm free
I'm free as stone
hope you can use these, I've also worked out a number of songs of the debut
album by "The Ranch" a US based band featuring Aussie singer Keith Urban,
will send these along when I get time to type them up.
All the best
Mark Finlayson