Weather Report Suite Cifras

por Grateful Dead
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Dificuldade: avançado
Afinação: E A D G B E
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Autor: BaloniusFunk2 [pro] 31. Última edição em 26 de jul. de 2022

Cifras

E
C#m
D
C#m7
F#m
A
E7
C#
G
C
B
Am7
Am
Bdim7
Bm
A7
Em/F#
Bm7
Em
Fm

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(Into Weather Report Suite Part I)
 
E                         C#m
Winter rain, now tell me why,
                       D
Summers fade, and roses die. The answer
C#m7                   F#m
came, the wind and rain.
 
| A - E - | A - E - |
 
         E                     C#m
Golden hills, now veiled in grey,
                           D
Summer leaves have blown away. Now what
C#m7                      F#m
remains? The wind and rain.
 
| A - E - | A - E - |
 
      E7              C#
And like a desert spring,
   A                   G
My lover comes and spreads her wings.
D                G
Flowing, like a song that's born to soar the sky,
 D                 G
Flowing, flowing 'til the waters all are dry,
D             C
Flowing, the loving in her eyes.
 
SOLO SECTION
|4/4 E - - - |A - - - | E - - - | A - - - |
 
| E - - -  | C#m - - - |2/4 C#m - |4/4 D - - - |C#m - - - |
 
| F#m - - - | A - E - | A - E - |
 
        E                    C#m
Circle songs and sands of time,
C#m                   D
And seasons will end in tumbled rhyme,
             C#m7              F#m
And little change, the wind and rain.
 
| A - E - | A - E - |
 
 E7                    C#
And like a desert spring,
   A                G
My lover comes and spreads her wings.
D                 G
Flowing, like a song that's born to soar the sky,
D                  G
Flowing, flowing 'til the rivers all are dry,
D               C
Flowing, the loving in her eyes.
 
B                           E
Winter gray and falling rain,
B                      E
We'll see summer come again,
B                           E
Darkness falls and seasons change,
(gonna happen every time)
B                              E
Same old friends the wind and rain,
(we'll see summer by and by)
B                        E
Winter gray and falling rain,
(summers fade and roses die)
B                      E
We'll see summer come again,
E
Like a song that's born to soar the sky.
 
|A - - - | D - - - | C - - - | C - - - | E - - - ||
 
__________________________________________________________________
LET IT GROW
 
[Intro]
Am7
 
Am                                                Bdim7
Morning comes, she follows the path to the river shore
Am                                                   Bdim7
Lightly sung, her song is the latch on the morning’s door
Am           C
See the sun, sparkle in the reeds
Am           C                 Bm  D
Silver beads, pass to the sea
 
D                                                           A7
She comes from a town where they call her the wood cutter’s daughter
                                                            D
She’s brown as the bank where she kneels down to gather her water
                                                 Bm
She bears it away with a love that the river has taught her
Am                        C               Em/F#
Let it flow, let it flow, wide and clear
 
       Em/F#
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|   x   X   |   |   X
|---|---|---|---|---|
|   |   |   |   |   |
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Am                                                    Bdim7
Round and round, the cut of the plow in the furrowed fields
Am                                                   Bdim7
Season’s round, the bushels of corn and the barley meal
Am             C
Broken ground, open and beckoning
Am             C                     Bm D
To the spring, black dirt live again
 
D                                                  A7
The plowman is broad as the back of the land he is sowing
                                                 D
As he dances the circular track of the plow ever knowing
                                                          Bm
That the work of his days measures more than the planting and growing
Am                        C              Em/F#
Let it grow, let it grow, greatly yield
 
[Chorus]
 
Em/F#         B             G            Em/F#
What shall we say, shall we call it by a name
   C                 G      Bm7
As well to count the angels dancing on a pin
Em/F# B             G                 Em/F#
Water bright as the sky from which it came
        D                                  A
And the name is on the earth that takes it in
   C                   G                Em/F#
We will not speak, but stand inside the rain
    C      G      D       Em      Am          C     Em/F#
And listen to the thunder shout, "I am, I am, I am, I am"
 
Jam on verse pattern
Am Bdim7 Am Bdim7 x2
Am C Am C Bm D
D A7 A7 D D Bm
Am C Em/F#
 
Am                                               Bdim7
So it goes, we make what we made since the world began
Am                                           Bdim7
Nothing more, the love of the women, work of man
Am                       C
Seasons round, creatures great and small
Am                          C    Em/F#
Up and down, as we rise and fall
 
[Chorus]
 
Em/F#         B             G            Em/F#
What shall we say, shall we call it by a name
   C                 G      Bm7
As well to count the angels dancing on a pin
Em/F# B             G                 Em/F#
Water bright as the sky from which it came
        D                                  A
And the name is on the earth that takes it in
   C                   G                Em/F#
We will not speak, but stand inside the rain
    C      G      D       Em      Am          C     Em/F#
And listen to the thunder shout, "I am, I am, I am, I am"
 
 
Fm E D
 
Jam on Am7
 
Jam on Em7
 
 
Em  F#m   G
Em  F#m   G   F#m
Em  F#m   G   Em
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