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The Vanishing Breed - Slim Dusty

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Primeiro acorde: E 7 acordes identificados
Afinação: E A D G B ETecla: BbCapotraste:
3rd traste
|| Chords relative to capo 3.
 
[Intro]
G
 
[Verse]
N.C. G
He was lean as the old dog that walked by his side
D
And as tough as the tie-strap he wore
 
his face was a legend of living it hard
G
and his years numbered more than three score
 
His old eyes had seen more than we'll ever know
C
of the far reaches of the inland
G
He was part of this country, it surely did show
D G
like the scars on his work hardened hands
 
[Verse]
G
From the high crowned old felt hat that sat on his head
D
to the scuffed and worn heels of his boots
 
with his sweat-caked spring legging and old faded jeans
G
he was outback down to the grass roots
 
and his old, checkered shirt with the collar all frayed
C
and the yard dust and flies on his back
G
as he took out the makings before he sat down
D G
I know this was a man you could back
 
[Interlude]
G E
 
[Verse]
A
He talked long and low of the country he'd seen
E
and the changes that came with the years
 
of the ne’er ending battle of living out here,
A
the hardships, the heartbreak, and tears
 
the big droughts that took over and crippled the land
D
and dust storms with no sign of rain
A
The creeks and the dams long empty and dry,
E A
And you wonder would they e’er fill again
 
[Verse]
A
he drew maps in the dust of the country he'd known
E
where water was sure to be found
 
pinpointed landmarks, should someone go wrong
A
the type terrain all around
 
where the wild horses watered by light of the moon
D
and the gorges where old pikers feed
A
their pads not as deep as they were years ago
E A
oh, they’re part of a vanishing breed
 
[Interlude]
A G
 
[Verse]
C
we got up and shook hands he said, “so long mate”,
G
with his hat, knocked the dust off his jeans
 
stamped on the butt, grounded into the dust,
C
old habits die hard to it seems
 
his old frame seemed must straighter as he walked away,
F
there was nought I could give him he'd need
C
he was part of our history that shaped this old land,
G C
yes, part of a vanishing breed
 
[Tag]
F C
he was part of our history, that shaped this old land,
G C
part of a vanishing breed.
 
[Outro]
C
G
G C

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