A Wolf Descends Upon the Spanish Sahara
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If you're keeping score then you're bound to win,
A birds eye view of a burning bridge,
You've gone through ghost towns set on pause,
Hoping the risk was worth a cause,
Oh, sound off the false alarm,
Oh, Oh
But I'll make my own colleague from wood and from ivory,
And reap the rewards of proximity,
I'll assemble my equal from what I lack and require,
And gather what's left unaccompanied,
It smells like disaster,
It looks like a trap,
So go by the wayside,
And never look back,
If you could spare me forty winks,
While you cry wolf and I count sheep,
What good old ghosts in Kevlar vests,
With backbones like a jellyfish,
Oh, stomp on your land again,
Oh, Oh
But I'll make my own colleague from wood and from ivory,
And reap the rewards of proximity,
I'll assemble my equal from what I lack and require,
And gather what's left unaccompanied,
It smells like disaster,
It looks like a trap,
So go by the wayside,
And never look back,
If you're keeping score then you're bound to win,
A ring side seat at the main event,
Oh, stomp on your land again,
Oh, Oh
It smells like disaster,
It looks like a trap,
So go by the wayside,
And never look back.
It smells like disaster,
Thank God I can smell,
So go by the wayside,
And never look back.
Enjoy!
- Nelson
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Readable chord sheet for A Wolf Descends Upon the Spanish Sahara by Fair To Midland
If you're [Dm]keeping score then you're bound to win, A [Bb]birds eye view of a[Bbsus2] burning bridge, You've [Dm]gone through ghost towns set on pause, Ho[Bb]ping the risk was [Bbsus2]worth a cause, [Dm]Oh, sound off the false alarm, [Bb]Oh, O[A]h But I'll m[Dm]ake my own [Em]colleague from [Bb]wood and from [Gm]ivory, And [F]reap the rew[C]ards of prox[Dm]imity, I'll as[Dm]semble my [Em]equal from what I[Bb] lack and re[Gm]quire, And [F]gather what's [C]left una[Dm]ccompanied, [Gm]It smells like disas[Dm]ter, [F]It looks like a [Dm]trap, [Gm]So go by the w[Dm]ayside, [Eb]And never look ba[A]ck, If [Dm]you could spare me forty winks, While [Bb]you cry wolf and [Bbsus2]I count sheep, What [Dm]good old ghosts in Kevlar vests, With [Bb]backbones like a[Bbsus2] jellyfish, [Dm]Oh, stomp on your land again, [Bb]Oh, O[A]h But I'll m[Dm]ake my own [Em]colleague from [Bb]wood and from [Gm]ivory, And [F]reap the rew[C]ards of prox[Dm]imity, I'll as[Dm]semble my [Em]equal from what I[Bb] lack and re[Gm]quire, And [F]gather what's [C]left unac[Dm]companied, [Gm]It smells like dis[Dm]aster, [F]It looks like a t[Dm]rap, [Gm]So go by the [Dm]wayside, [Eb]And never look ba[A]ck, If you're [Dm]keeping score then you're bound to win, A [Bb]ring side seat at [Bbsus2]the main event, [Dm]Oh, stomp on your land again, [Bb]Oh, O[A]h [Gm]It smells like dis[Dm]aster, [F]It looks like a [Dm]trap, [Gm]So go by the [Dm]wayside, [F]And never look [Dm]back. [Gm]It smells like dis[Dm]aster, [F]Thank God I can [Dm]smell, [Gm]So go by the [Dm]wayside, [Eb]And never look [A]back. [Dm] Enjoy! - Nelson