Ned Ludd Part 1 Inclosure Cifras
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| Dificuldade: | iniciante |
|---|---|
| Afinação: | E A D G B E |
| Capotraste: | sem capotraste |
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[Intro]
D
[Verse]
A Bm G
We come and set free in the raw dregs of nature
D Bm Em A
The ground is near covered in birds and TV
D A Bm G
My wild eye invert ya, adores every feature
C G D A E
Ye are as dear as the heart in my bosom, to me
[Verse]
D A Bm G
Oh, native indifference, I would not forsake thee
D Bm Em A
I would not forsake thee for certain salt seas
D A Bm G
For sweet as the bobbins that nature could make me
C G D A E Em
I would not forsake thee, dear faddins and greens
[Verse]
D C G Em
Ye interfered, that once were gay
D A D Em
Where nature's hand strayed
D C G Em
Long waiting rows of a willow spray
D A D
And clumps of hawthorn shade
[Instrumental]
D A Bm G C G D A E
[Verse]
D A Bm G
Now nature, Ned Ludd, be a cloud resting mountain
D Bm Em A
The waterfalls tumble their music so clear
D A Bm G
Had nature denied ye a voice, tree or fountain
C G D A E Em
Ye'd still have been, love, loud as an edom by me
[Verse]
D C G Em
But now, alas, your hawthorn bowers
D A D Em
All gassed around, we see
D C G Em
The swine relax, their chain devours
D A D
And cuts down every tree
[Outro]
D A Bm G C G D A E
C G D A E
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Ned Ludd Part 1 Inclosure – Steeleye Span
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Chords are very good. Lyrics a complete disaster. Goes like this:
Ned Ludd Part 1 (Inclosure) Words John Clare (1793-1864), Music Rick Kemp
Ye commons lay (A)free in the (Bm)rude rags of (G)nature,
Ye (D)brown heaths be (Bm)clothed in (Em)furs as ye (A)be.
My (D)wild eye in (A)rapture a(Bm)dores every (G)feature,
(C)Ye are as (G)dear as this (D)heart in my (A)bosom to (E)me.
O (D)native en(A)dearments, I (Bm)would not for(G)sake thee,
I (D)would not for(Bm)sake thee for (Em7)sweetest of (A)scenes,
For (D)sweetest of (A)gardens that (Bm)nature could (G)make me,
I (C)would not for(G)sake thee, dear (D)va(A)lleys and (E)greens.
(Em) The injured (D)fields that (C)once were (G)gay,
(Em) Where (D)nature's (A)hand dis(D)played
(Em) Long waving (D)rows of a (C)willows (G)gray
(Em) And (D)clumps of (A)hawthorn (D)shade.
(A) (Bm) (G) (C) (G) (D) (A) (E) (hold)
Though (D)nature ne'er (A)dropped thee a (Bm)cloud-resting (G)mountain,
Nor (D)waterfalls (Bm)tumble their (Em7)music so (A)free,
Had (D)nature de(A)nied ye a (Bm)bush, tree or (G)fountain,
(C)Ye still had (G)been loved, (D)loved as an (A)Eden by (E)me.
(Em) But now, a(D)las, your (C)hawthorn (G)bowers
(Em) All (D)deso(A)late we (D)see,
(Em) The spoilers' (D)axe their (C)shade de(G)vours
(Em) And (D)cuts down (A)every (D)tree.
(A) (Bm) (G) (C) (G) (D) (A) (E) (C) (G) (D) (A) (E)
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