Cifras
Waters Of March

Tono: C

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                                                                                                     Am6                                                   Fm                                 C6 
Stick, a stone, it's the end of the road, it's the rest of a stump, it's a little alone
                                           F#5m7                                            F7M                                             Fm6                                                     C6(9) 
It's a sliver of glass, it is life, it's the sun, it is night, it is death, it's a trap, it's a gun
                                                   C4               C7         F#m7(b5)                                 Fm6                                                 C6(9) 
The oak when it blooms, a fox in the brush, a knot in the wood, the song of a thrush
                                                   C4   C7  F#m7(b5)                       Fm6                                                 C6(9) 
The wood of the wind, a cliff, a fall, a scratch, a lump, it is nothing at all
                                     C4                                     C7           F#m7(b5)                                               Fm6                                                         C6(9) 
It's the wind blowing free, it's the end of the slope it's a beam it's a void, it's a hunch, it's a hope
                                                       F#7(b5)                                               F7M                                                           Bb7(13)                                             C6(9) 
And the river bank talks of the waters of March it's the end of the strain the joy in your heart
                                       C                                                           Am6                                                 Fm                                       C6 
The foot, the ground, the flesh and the bone the beat of the road, a slingshot's stone
                           C4         C7  F#m7(b5)                                             Fm6                 C6(9) 
A fish, a flash, a silvery     glow A fight, a bet the fange of a bow
                                             C                                                 Am6                                           Fm                                           C6(9) 
The bed of the well, the end of the line the dismay in the face, it's a loss, it's a find
                                 C                                 Am6                                                       Fm         C6(9) 
A spear, a spike, a point, a nail a drip, a drop, the end of the tale
                                             C                                                           Am6                                             Fm                                               C6(9) 
A truckload of bricks in the soft morning light the sound of a shot in the dead of the night
                                                     C4             C7         F#m7(b5)                                       Fm6                                     C6(9) 
A mile, a must, a thrust, a bump, it's a girl, it's a rhyme, it's a cold, it's the mumps
                                               C4           C7         F#m7(b5)                                             Fm6                                                                   C6(9) 
The plan of the house, the body in bed and the car that got stuck, it's the mud, it's the mud
                             C                                                 Am6                                         Fm                   C6(9) 
A float, a drift, a flight, a wing a hawk, a quail, the promise of spring
                                                       C4                 C7           F#m7(b5)                                               Fm6                                                           C6(9) 
And the river bank talks of the waters of March it's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart
                                   C4           C7         F#m7(b5)                                             Fm6                                                     C6(9) 
A snake, a stick, it is John, it is Joe it's a thorn in your hand and a cut in your toe
                               C4   C7     F#m7(b5)             Fm6                                                                           C6(9) 
A point, a grain, a bee, a bite a blink, a buzzard, a sudden stroke of night
                         C                                 Am6                               Fm                               C6(9) 
A pin, a needle, a sting a pain a snail, a riddle, a wasp, a stain
                                         C4                   C7                   F#m7(b5)                                                 Fm6                                                                             C6(9) 
A pass in the mountains, a horse and a mule in the distance the shelves rode three shadows of blue
                                         C4           C7       F#m7(b5)                                         Fm6                                   C6(9) 
And the river talks of the waters of March It's the promise of life in your heart
                               C                                               Am6                                     Fm                                       C6(9) 
A stick, a stone, the end of the road the rest of a stump, a lonesome road
                               C                                 Am6                               Fm                                     C6(9) 
A silver of glass, a life, the sun a knife, a death, the end of the run
                                                         F#7(b5)                                               F7M                                                     Bb7(13)                                                     C6(9) 
And the river bank talks of the waters of March it's the end of all strain, it's the joy in your heart
                         C                                                         Am6                                                 Fm                                 C6 
Stick, a stone, it's the end of the road, it's the rest of a stump, it's a little alone
                         C                                                           Am6                                               Fm                                 C6 
Stick, a stone, it's the end of the road, it's the rest of a stump, it's a little alone