Winds Of The Old Days

joué 1711 fois
Share
  • Intro and occasional interlude between verses (sometimes without the second hammer-on):
     
    ---3--3------3---------3--3--|
  • ---0--0------0--0h1----0--0--|
    ---0--0------0---------0--0--|
    ---0--0--0h2-0---------0--0--|
  • -----------------------------|
    3-------------------3--------|
     
  • Verse pattern (on the recording some notes are played by the bass):
     
    G Am D G
  • ---3--3--------------0--0-------0--------2--2-------2----------|
    ---0--0--------------1--1-------1--------3--3-------3----------|
    ---0--0--------------2--2-------2--------2--2--0h2--2----------|
  • ---0--0--------------2--2--0h2--2-----0----------------0-------|
    ------------0--2--0----------------0---------------------------|
    3--------3------------------------------------------------3----|
  •  
    So, Verse (4 times for one verse, or 2 times 2 in the last one where the bridge breaks
    up):
  •  
    The[G]lady's adrift in a [Am]foreign land
    [D]Singing on issues both [G]humble and grand
  •  
    Chorus:
     
  • And[C]take me down to the[G]harbor now
    [D]Grapes of the summer are[G]low on the bough
    [C]Ghosts of my history will[G]follow me there
  • And the[D]winds of the old days will blow through my [G]hair
     
    Bridge (twice):
  •  
    Because[Am]idols are best when they're [Bm]made of stone
    A[Em]savior's a nuisance to [Am]live with at home
  •  
     
    WINDS OF THE OLD DAYS
  • (Words and Music by Joan Baez)
     
    The lady's adrift in a foreign land
  • Singing on issues both humble and grand
    A decade flew past her and there on the page
    She read that the prince had returned to the stage
  • Hovering near treacherous waters
    A friend saw her drifting and caught her
    Unguarded fantasies flying too far
  • Memories tumbling like sweets from a jar
     
     
  • And take me down to the harbor now
    Grapes of the summer are low on the bough
    Ghosts of my history will follow me there
  • And the winds of the old days will blow through my hair
     
     
  • Breath on an undying ember
    It doesn't take much to remember
    Those eloquent songs from the good old days
  • That set us to marching with banners ablaze
    But reporters, there's no sense in prying
    Our blue-eyed son's been denying
  • The truths that are wrapped in a mystery
    The sixties are over so set him free
     
  •  
    And take me down to the harbor now
    Grapes of the summer are low on the bough
  • Ghosts of my history will follow me there
    And the winds of the old days will blow through my hair
     
  •  
    Why do I sit the autumnal judge
    Years of self-righteousness will not budge
  • Singer or savior, it was his to choose
    Which of us knows what was his to lose
     
  • Because idols are best when they're made of stone
    A savior's a nuisance to live with at home
    Stars often fall, heroes go unsung
  • And martyrs most certainly die too young
     
    So thank you for writing the best songs
  • Thank you for righting a few wrongs
    You're a savage gift on a wayward bus
    But you stepped down and you sang to us
  •  
     
    And get you down to the harbor now
  • Most of the sour grapes are gone from the bough
    Ghosts of Johanna will visit you there
    And the winds of the old days will blow through your hair
  • joue également ..
TicketOne

Tablatures guitarede BAEZ JOAN Winds Of The Old Days Skitarrate pour jouer votre musique, l'ètude des 'èchelles, des positions pour guitare, la recherche, la gestion, la demande et envoyer accords, paroles et partitions

Winds Of The Old Days
BAEZ JOAN
EnglishEspanolItalianoFrancaise

favourite songs

Devenir Fan