Cifras
Quarter Moon

Tono: E

Introducción:

dificultad
fácil |||||
                          E                                            B                         F#  
And they seem to know each other very well
             E                                              B                    G#m         F#                    B    E  
They speak across the garden and not a soul could tell
                        E                                         F#                                    B                                                    E  
They can read the summer sky and they can hear the back brook swell
                          E                                            B            F#      B  
And they seem to know each other very well
                             E                                            B                      F#  
And they drive up north on sunday afternoons
                  E                                            B                              G#m                 F#                 B      E  
And he buys her wooden windmills and whales and quarter moons
             E                                                 F#                                 B                                                 E  
She feeds the birds all winter and she knows them by their tunes
                          E                                            B              F#            B  
And they drive up north on sunday afternoons
          G#m    F#m         B                      C#m              B              F#  
And all summer long, they make the garden grow
B                    F#                    E  
Keep the green so strong
G#m    F#m                 B                      C#m            B                    F#  
Oh, wish them well, for standing on their own
Verse
                        E                                            B                         F#  
And they buried their old dog in their backyard
                     E                                              B                            G#m         F#                    B    E  
With a fence and plastic roses And St. Francis standing guard
                E                                         F#                                    B                                         E  
She speaks of him quite often to this day she takes it hard
                          E                                         B              F#      B  
And they buried their old dog in their backyard
             E                                                    B                                      F#  
She brings me plants and flowers all the time
                     E                                            B                 G#m         F#                 B      E  
And we dig the holes together she has to help with mine
                        E                                      F#                                      B                                                 E  
When she pats the soil around them oh my god, her eyes can shine
                E                                                    B              F#            B  
She brings me plants and flowers all the time
          G#m    F#m         B                      C#m              B              F#  
And all summer long, they make the garden grow
B                    F#                    E  
Keep the green so strong
G#m    F#m                 B                      C#m            B                    F#  
Oh, wish them well, for standing on their own
Verse
                          E                                            B                         F#  
And they speak about their lives as almost gone
     E                                              B                      G#m              F#            B    E  
Waiting for the sunset from an old and distant dawn
E                                         F#                                    B                                         E  
Selling off the land except the part they're living on
                     E                                         B                      F#      B  
And they speak of their lives as almost gone
                          E                                            B                         F#  
And they seem to know each other very well
             E                                              B                    G#m         F#                    B    E  
They speak across the garden and not a soul could tell
                        E                                         F#                                    B                                                    E  
They can read the summer sky and they can hear the back brook swell
                          E                                            B            F#      B  
And they seem to know each other very well