The Rise
Okkervil RiverVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
All the riders on the rise
Circlers from every side
All the riders on the rise
Circlers from every side
Eyes up!
Light floods around
in a yellow shadow after night
Comes down
in a grand fall (?)
in a dull dumb swipe.
And alls white.
Fire painting on the pines
And hawks above the timber-line
Water weeping from the ice
Water weeping from the ice
Heat is lost
Winter rocks into a lonely boxwood grove
And quiet snowfall
Smothers all of the lawns
Where the ladies coughed and cried,
"I don't want to be there when it's time!"
The dying stag is on his side
The dying stag is on his side
The wind is beating through the briers
The wind is beating through the briers
The dying stag is on his side
The dying stag is on his side
The wind is beating through the briers
The wind is beating through the briers
Waves on the graves of the saints
Dull grey as the sea pushes land away
Dull ache when you wake
Grey smoke shows the way you walk
down by when its time
I don't want to be there when it's time
To go down, down
I don't want to go down there alone
Down down
I don't want to go down there alone
Down down down down
Down down down down
Down down
Down down
Down down
Down down
Ooh
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Readable chord sheet for The Rise by Okkervil River
[C]All the riders on the rise [Fmaj7]Circlers from every side All the riders on the rise Circlers from every side [Am]Eyes up! Light floods ar[G]ound in a yellow shadow after night Comes down in a grand fall (?) in a dull dumb swipe. And alls white. [C]Fire painting on the pines [Fmaj7]And hawks above the timber-line Water weeping from the ice Water weeping from the ice [Am]Heat is lost Winter rocks into a lonely bo[G]xwood grove And quiet snowfall Smothers all of the lawns Where the ladies coughed and cried, [Fmaj7]"I don't want to be there w[G]hen it's time!" [C]The dying stag is on his side [Fmaj7]The dying stag is on his side The wind is beating through the briers The wind is beating through the briers The dying stag is on his side The dying stag is on his side The wind is beating through the briers The wind is beating through the briers [Am]Waves on the graves of the saints Dull g[G]rey as the sea pushes land away Dull ache when you wake Grey smoke shows the way you walk down by when its time [Fmaj7]I don't want to be there w[G]hen it's time To go d[Em]own, down [F]I don't want to go down there alone Down down I don't want to go down there alone [Em]Dow[F]n down down down Down down down down Down down Down down Down down Down down Ooh