Chords
Waters Of March “Águas de Março”

Key: B

Introduction:

                                                                                                         Am6 
Stick, a stone, it's the end of the road
                                     Fm                                 C6 
It's the rest of a stump, it's a little alone
                                               F#5m7                                              F7M 
It's a sliver of glass, it is life, it's the sun
                                               Fm6                                                     C6(9) 
It night, it is death, it's a trap, it's a gun
                                                       C4               C7         F#m7(b5) 
The oak when it blooms, a fox in the brush
                                 Fm6                                                 C6(9) 
A knot in the wood, the song of a thrush
                                                         C4   C7  F#m7(b5) 
The wood of the wind, a cliff, a fall
                         Fm6                                                     C6(9) 
A scratch, a lump, it is nothing at all
                                                 C4                                     C7           F#m7(b5) 
It's the wind blowing free, it's the end of the slope
                                               Fm6                                                         C6(9) 
It's a beam it's a void, it's a hunch, it's a hope
                                                                 F#7(b5)                                               F7M 
And the river bank talks, of the waters of March
                                                 Bb7(13)                                             C6(9) 
It's the end of the strain the joy in your heart
                                               C 
The foot, the ground, the flesh
                   Am6                                                 Fm                                       C6 
And the bone the beat of the road, a slingshot's stone
                               C4         C7  F#m7(b5) 
A fish, a flash, a silvery     glow
                                               Fm6                 C6(9) 
A fight, a bet the fange of a bow
                                             C                                                 Am6 
The bed of the well, the end of the line
                                                     Fm                                           C6(9) 
The dismay in the face, it's a loss, it's a find
                                   C                                   Am6 
A spear, a spike, a point, a nail
                                                       Fm         C6(9) 
A drip, a drop, the end of the tale
                                                   C                                                               Am6 
A truckload of bricks in the soft morning light
                                             Fm                                               C6(9) 
The sound of a shot in the dead of the night
                                                           C4                 C7         F#m7(b5) 
A mile, a must, a thrust, a bump, it's a girl
                                         Fm6                                     C6(9) 
It's a rhyme, it's a cold, it's the mumps
                                                     C4           C7         F#m7(b5) 
The plan of the house, the body in bed
 Fm6                                                                   C6(9) 
And the car that got stuck, it's the mud, it's the mud
                                   C                                                     Am6 
A float, a drift, a flight, a wing, a hawk
                                   Fm                   C6(9) 
A quail, the promise of spring
                                                               C4                 C7           F#m7(b5) 
And the river bank talks of the waters of March
                                                 Fm6                                                           C6(9) 
It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart

                                       C4           C7         F#m7(b5) 
A snake, a stick, it is John, it is Joe
                                           Fm6                                                       C6(9) 
It's a thorn in your hand and a cut in your toe
                                   C4   C7     F#m7(b5) 
A point, a grain, a bee, a bite, a blink
 Fm6                                                                           C6(9) 
A buzzard, a sudden stroke of night
                             C                                 Am6 
A pin, a needle, a sting, a pain
                         Fm                               C6(9) 
A snail, a riddle, a wasp, a stain
                                             C4                   C7                   F#m7(b5) 
A pass in the mountains, a horse and a mule, in the distance
 Fm6                                                                                 C6(9) 
The shelves rode three shadows of blue
                                                 C4           C7       F#m7(b5) 
And the river talks of the waters of March
                                           Fm6                                   C6(9) 
It's the promise of life in your heart
                                 C                                                 Am6 
A stick, a stone, the end of the road
The rest of a stump, a lonesome road
                                       C                                 Am6 
A silver of glass, a life, the sun a knife
         Fm                                     C6(9) 
A death, the end of the run
                                                                 F#7(b5)                                               F7M 
And the river bank talks of the waters of March
                                                   Bb7(13)                                                     C6(9) 
It's the end of all strain, it's the joy in your heart

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