Tag: D

capo 2
C Am F C G

capo 2
C Am F G
I don’t believe in destiny, I don’t believe in “has to be”
I don’t believe there’s only one true love for anyone
F G
but since the day I met you I knew that you were right for me

you’re the only other diner in my little restaurant
you may not be the only one there is but you’re the only one I want

menu’s so extensive you blanch and put it down
lettuce sit together and I’ll show you around
grill me all you want about what’s on the fare
I’ll clarify it so you know I really knead you there
chorus

I’ll never mince my words if you promise not to stir
and if you’re in a pickle I’m your restaurateur
I’m fondue your dressing it suits you to a tea
if you want to caper some I’m in hominy
chorus

F C
I’d really stew if someone tried to poach you
When it comes to bussing I can coach you
Am C
We could stay out late, Sharing a blue plate Or going a la carte
G
Your eyes, your lips, my heart [ mush ]

chorus x2 and vamp on C

D5 C F G
Wandering lost, no reason no rhyme
D5 C F Bb
Sweat streaked dust, caked in grime
D5 C F G
I walked into the river out to where it was fast
F C G D5
It was clear and it was pure and I was clean at last

chorus x 2

The Wild Sea

D E F G
Spent all day getting nothing done
D E F D
Spinning my wheels and singed by the sun
D E F G
Walked into the pond out to where it was deep
F E G D
It cooled me and healed me so I could sleep

D E F G
Wind blasting my face was dry
D E F D
Thirsty so long I needed to die
D E F G
Walked into the rain out to where it was black
F E G D
Took it all away and brought me back

D C F G D C D D
Flow like water It flows like water

D E F G
Wandering lost, no reason no rhyme
D E F D
Sweat streaked dust, caked in grime
D E F G
I walked into the river out to where it was fast
F E G D
It was clear and it was pure and I was clean at last

D E F G
I felt like nothing looking up into black
D E F D
Watching millions of stars from flat on my back
D E F G
I walked into the sea out to where it was wild
F E G D D
And we held each other like mother and child

D C F G D C D
Flow like water It flows like water

Bb C F G
The sea, the sea, the wide, wild sea
Bb C D D
The sea, the wild sea

D E F G
A pond when I’m weary, thirsty for rain
D E F D
River wide to purge the stain
D E F G
Flooding all my memory
F E G D
The sea, the sea, the wide, wild sea

D C F G D C D
Flow like water It flows like water

D C F G D C [stop] D D
Flow like water It flows like water

It was one of the 5 gloomy days of the year here in southern Arizona. They make me gloomy. These pictures came up on their own, images from a hard time in each of my lives which I combined into something that never happened, but it feels like it did.

D A C G

Winding through a tiny sliver of West Virginia
It was late and we needed gas in the worst way
Lost in the dark between Ohio and Pennsylvania
Got in after 11, had to leave before the break of day

We’ve been here before, and we got through
maybe because we didn’t know what else to do
it’s a shame, but no one’s to blame
that’s how it’s always been for me and you

So sick I was hallucinating
Tingling all over and sweaty, I was a mess
Desperate for something, I still don’t know what
I called out for you, and then I fell asleep I guess

I’ve been here before and I got through
maybe because I didn’t know what else to do
it’s a shame, but no one’s to blame
that’s how it’s always been for me and you

You’re gone but I’m still here
Alone and empty, lying on the floor
I’m lost in the dark and sick to death
And we both know I’ve been here before

I’ve been here before, I’ll get through
maybe because I don’t know what else to do
it’s a shame no one’s to blame
that’s how it’ll always be for me and you

A songwriting challenge pointed me to Penny Lane and various erudite comments on how Macca got a downstep key change to work.

Wrote a verse in D and a chorus in C using the same melodic trick, and decided it works, though it’s devilish hard to sing the first note of the choruses and later verses after the key change.

D D G A
green and blue and sunshine
water sparkles so fine
puffy clouds are all mine to share
river, road, and meadow
no rain but there’s a rainbow
find the end and we’ll go there

C C F G
we’ll wind with the river and wend some
way through the woods round the bend some
day we’ll see it all and then some
on and on we’ll fly forever you and I
Bb [0333] G

warm and windy weather
down the road together
blowing like a feather free
yellow, green, and blue
picture perfect view
custom made for y

chorus

cows in the field are mooing
they don’t care what we’re doing
only stand there chewing hay
behind a wooden gate
train makes us wait
but no such thing as late today

chorus

Had the idea to steal the Bo Diddley beat and then take the vocal as far away as possible.

I don’t know what this is about. It started out as science, since we are mostly water, then turned into being at one with nature and our fellow humans.

Don’t take it too seriously.

DDD CD
we are water
we belong to the sky
GGG FG
we are water
and I, I know why
AAA
every turn of the tide
AAA GGG
every tear that we’ve cried
DDD CD
we are water

we come from dust
we belong to this place
we come from dust
grains floating in space
like the grass on the plain
like the sun golden grain
we come from dust

we live eternal
this future we trust
we are water
we come from dust
we know what will be
when we’re finally free
we live eternal

we are water
we are water
we are water

I asked Best Beloved for a song idea. She hates it when I do that. She suggested something about a tropical island. I said what would we do with a tropical island? This was my answer to myself. (We live in Phoenix for family, not the weather. We like snow.)

After the first two verses I’m going to ask the audience “How about giving me the name of a tropical island that rhymes with, oh, potatoes, and I’ll write a verse” and then do the same for chow and peaty and whatnot. That way, the hokey rhymes are their fault. Yes they are.

capo 2
C G Am F
F G C G

Sun beating down not our style
We won’t be found on some tropical isle
We’d rather
Transparent beer is no fun
Dark stuff here would block the sun
Or maybe we’ll be drinking poteen in Ireland green

Winter spring summer fall
It’s our thing we want em all
Monotonous weather’s a bore anymore
Forget palm trees and miles of sand
This ocean breeze would freeze a steel drum band
We wear sweaters galore down by the shore

You’ll get tanned in Barbados
but Ireland has better potatoes
bangers and mash tonight sounds about right
fancy restaurant dishes in Curacao
but colcannon and fish is our favorite chow
ask us to share and we mig

Might be more sun down in Bali
but a walk is still fun with a brolly
you’ll never hear us complain about a little rain
you wear skimpy attire out in Tahiti
while we build a fire warm and peaty
the patter on the windowpane is good for my brain

we might like the pace in Trinidad
but Kerry’s the place for this nomad
we’re not the type to moan about being alone
the crowd’s having fun in Martinique
but we might see no one for a week
if you stop by for tea and a scone don’t for

Sun beating down not our style
We won’t be found on some tropical isle
We’d rather not make sunscreen part of our routine