Cifras
Waters Of March “Águas de Março”

Tom: B

Introdução:

                                                                                                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#5-                                                    F7+                                                         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(5-)                                    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(5-)                            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(5-)                                                 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(5-)                                            F7+                                                            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(5-)                                                 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(5-)                                                 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(5-)                                              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(5-)                                                 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
                F#/E  Eb  C  Am6  Fm  C6  Gb7(5-)  F7+  Fm6  C6  C  Am6  Fm  C6/9  
                                C4                 C7              F#m7(5-)                                              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(5-)                    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(5-)                                              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(5-)                                            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(5-)                                            F7+                                                            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
                                                 D/C  Fm6/C    C7+  Gm7/9  D/C  Fm6/C    C7+  Cm7  D/C  Db/C  CFade  

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