Dry
William Elliott WhitmoreVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Well the song of the blackbird is mighty clear
On a mornin such as this
And all those useless pains & fears
Those things that i wont miss
And the Morning Glories and Queen Annes lace
Baptized by the wind
These inspirations are my saving grace
In these times were living in
Make a hard man humble
Make a proud woman hide
Her eyes from the light of day
When all the crops have withered and died
And the soil has blown away
The ground is so dry
The rivers on its hands and knees
And i hear that tune in the breeze
The crow is callin and i hear him well
Up in the red bud tree
Any the stories that youve lived to tell
Pass em down to me
Whisper the truth
Into your childrens ears
Let them know
Let them understand
Let them hear
The song of the blackbird is mighty loud
Through the evening mist
The moon is up and it looks so proud
Lookin down on a night, on a night like this
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Readable chord sheet for Dry by William Elliott Whitmore
[F] [F]Well the song of the blackbi[C]rd is mighty clear[Bb] [F] [F]On a mornin s[C]uch as this [Bb] [F]And all those use[C]less pains & fe[Bb]ars [F] [F]Those things t[C]hat i wont miss [Bb] And the Morning Glories and Queen Annes lace Baptized by the wind These inspirations are my saving grace In these times were living in [Dm] [C] [F] [Dm] [C] [F] Make a hard man humble Make a proud woman hide Her eyes from the light of day When all the crops have withered and died And the soil has blown away [Dm]The ground[C] is so dry [F] [Dm]The rivers on i[C]ts hands and knee[F]s [Dm]And i hear that [C]tune in the b[F]reeze [C] The crow is callin and i hear him well Up in the red bud tree Any the stories that youve lived to tell Pass em down to me Whisper the truth Into your childrens ears Let them know Let them understand Let them hear The song of the blackbird is mighty loud Through the evening mist The moon is up and it looks so proud Lookin down on a night, on a night like this