Beeswing Cifras para ukulele

por Celtic Woman feat. The Longest Johns
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Dificuldade: iniciante
Afinação: G C E A
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Autor: CassieWestbrook [pro] 34. Última edição em 19 de jul. de 2022

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Beeswing
 
Written by RICHARD THOMPSON
Chords based on the version by CELTIC WOMAN
 
To use Celtic Woman's original key, either put your capo on 5 OR transpose -2!
And don't forget to swing the strumming pattern :)
 
 
 
[Verse 1]
       C                                   C
I was nineteen when I came to town they called it a summer of love
       C                                      G                F
They were burnin' pages, burnin' flags, the hawks against the doves
       C
I took a job in the steamie down on Cauldrum Street
       C                                     G             F
I fell in love with a laundry girl who was workin' next to me
 
 
 
[Chorus]
              Am                    C
Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee’s wing
    Am               G                   F
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
          Am                          C
She was a lost child, well, she was runnin’ wild
               Am                  G                 F
She said, "As long as there's no price on love I’ll stay
          Dm              G         C
And you wouldn’t want me any other way."
 
 
 
[Verse 2]
       C                                   C
Brown hair zig-zagged 'round her face, a look of half-surprise
       C                                       G             F
Like a fox caught in the headlights, there was animal in her eyes
       C                                     C
She said, "Young man, oh can't you see, I’m not the factory kind
       C                                 G             F
If you don’t take me out of here, I’ll surely lose my mind."
 
 
 
[Chorus]
              Am                    C
Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee’s wing
    Am               G                   F
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
          Am                          C
She was a lost child, well, she was runnin’ wild
               Am                  G                 F
She said, "As long as there's no price on love I’ll stay
          Dm              G         C
And you wouldn’t want me any other way."
 
 
 
[Verse 3]
     C                                  C
We busked around the market towns and picked fruit down in Kent
                  C                  G                 F
We could tinker lamps and pots and knives wherever we went
        C                              C
And I said that we might settle down, get a few acres dug
 C                               G            F
Fire burning in the hearth and babies on the rug
       C                                     C
She said, "Oh man, you foolish man, that surely sounds like hell
       C                                     G             F
You might be lord of half the world, you’ll not own me as well."
 
 
 
[Chorus]
              Am                    C
Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee’s wing
    Am               G                   F
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
          Am                          C
She was a lost child, well, she was runnin’ wild
               Am                  G                 F
She said, "As long as there's no price on love I’ll stay
          Dm              G         C
And you wouldn’t want me any other way."
 
 
 
[Verse 4]
           C                                  C
We were camping down the Gower one time, the work was pretty good
        C                                          G                F
She thought we shouldn't wait for a frost and I thought maybe we should
          C                                 C
We were fighting more in those days, and tempers reached a pitch
     C                          G                 F
And like a fool, I let her run with the rambling itch
 
 
 
[Chorus]
              Am                    C
Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee’s wing
    Am               G                   F
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
          Am                          C
She was a lost child, well, she was runnin’ wild
               Am                  G                 F
She said, "As long as there's no price on love I’ll stay
          Dm              G         C
And you wouldn’t want me any other way."
 
 
 
               Am                  G                 F
She said, "As long as there's no price on love I’ll stay
          Dm              G         C
And you wouldn’t want me any other way."
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