Eowyn's Song
Lori KelleyVersion1
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Chords in this song
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When you go they'll wrap me in linen
Kiss my lips once before they turn pale
On this morn you ride to the haunted mountain
And no one will hear of this tale
I have carried a blade from a young age
And I value the skills I have kept
I have but one fear, to end in a cage
So I go with a mind full of death.
And oh, I would have followed you down to the end
My captain my king.
And oh, I would have followed you down to the paths of the dead
But I ride to find my own meaning
When you go I'll shed these maiden's clothes
And my lips move with prayer on my breath
As a boy or a man I can face the blackness
For we meet with the armies of death
And oh I would have followed you down to the end
My captain my king
And oh I would have followed you down to the paths of the dead
But I ride to find my own meaning.
Fire consumes the heart that teaches
The captain of evil to fall
Desire as pure as a man that reaches
The humble hero in us all
Oh I would have followed you down to the end
My king
And oh I would have followed you down to the paths of the dead
But I ride to find my own meaning.
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Readable chord sheet for Eowyn's Song by Lori Kelley
[Dm]When you go [Am]they'll wrap[G] me in linen Kiss my l[Dm]ips once bef[C]ore they turn p[F]ale On this m[Dm]orn you r[Am]ide to the hau[G]nted mountain And no on[Dm]e will h[C]ear of this ta[G]le I have carried a blade from a young age And I value the skills I have kept I have but one fear, to end in a cage So I go with a mind full of death. And o[G]h, I would have fol[D]lowed you do[A]wn to the e[Bm]nd My capt[G]ain my ki[A]ng. And o[G]h, [D]I would have foll[A]owed you d[Bm]own to the pat[G]hs of the dead But I r[Dm]ide to find my o[Am]wn me[G]aning When you go I'll shed these maiden's clothes And my lips move with prayer on my breath As a boy or a man I can face the blackness For we meet with the armies of death And oh I would have followed you down to the end My captain my king And oh I would have followed you down to the paths of the dead But I ride to find my own meaning. F[Dm]ire consu[C]mes the he[F]art that teaches The ca[Dm]ptain of [C]evil to f[F]all Des[Dm]ire as pu[C]re as a m[F]an that reaches The h[Dm]umble he[C]ro in us a[G]ll O[G]h I would have f[D]ollowed you do[A]wn to the e[Bm]nd [G] My ki[A]ng And [G]oh [D]I would have fo[A]llowed you do[Bm]wn to the pa[G]ths of the dead But I ri[Dm]de to find my o[Am]wn meanin[Dm]g.