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 C7F#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       C7F#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
            F#/EEbCAm6FmC6Gb7(b5)F7MFm6C6CAm6FmC6(9)
                                      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
                                     D/CFm6/C C7MGm7(9)D/CFm6/CC7MCm7D/CDb/CCFade

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