Cifra de Song For Gale - Cindy Kallet
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Album: Angels in Daring
[Verse 1]
G Am G C
Blue skies, south wind, fish jumping into your hand
What a time to be working old Nantucket Sound from the islands into the mainland
[Chorus]
C G D G
Get me my fiddle, we’ll sing all the old songs, you take the high notes, and I’ll sing
the low
C G Em Am D
Good times and hard times they’re all worth the telling, don’t matter to me if you sing
’em that well.
[Verse 2]
G Am G C
Worn out, smelling of bait, you’d come home at the end of the day
And the sun over West Chop, those warm summer breezes, made you think that it never
could change
[Chorus]
C G D G
Get me my fiddle, we’ll sing all the old songs, you take the high notes, and I’ll sing
the low
C G Em Am D
Good times and hard times they’re all worth the telling, don’t matter to me if you sing
’em that well.
[Verse 3]
G Am G C
I remember days when you worked for your living, pullin' hard just to get back to shore
And you busted your back and you never got dinner, they don’t talk much of that anymore
[Chorus]
C G D G
Get me my fiddle, we’ll sing all the old songs, you take the high notes, and I’ll sing
the low
C G Em Am D
Good times and hard times they’re all worth the telling, don’t matter to me if you sing
’em that well.
[Verse 4]
You sat with the old folks, fell asleep to their stories, stayed awake in the hollering
C
winds
Sang your songs till the children were all tucked away warm and the night tide comes
C D
rolling back in
[Chorus]
C G D G
Get me my fiddle, we’ll sing all the old songs, you take the high notes, and I’ll sing
the low
C G Em Am D
Good times and hard times they’re all worth the telling, don’t matter to me if you sing
’em that well.
[Chorus]
N.C.
Get me my fiddle, we’ll sing all the old songs, you take the high notes, and I’ll sing
the low
N.C.
Good times and hard times they’re all worth the telling, don’t matter to me if you sing
’em that well.