Wizard Of Song

Simplificar Afinação: E A D G B ETecla: DCapotraste: Sem capotraste [Intro / Banjo Lick] (D5) (D5) [Verse 1] (Banjo continues, add vocals) (D5) Far from men, in a wish’s glen, where the woods were dark all day, In a house of stone, he lived alone, and he passed the time away From break of dawn till night came on. With fingers as old as clay, He'd whittle a tune for the rising moon and evening wind to play. (Add rest of band, intermittent strumming) D5 D5 Well, a boy came down from the edge of town to follow the old man's trade D5 D5 And he took his seat at the teacher's feet to learn how a song was made. [Verse 2] (More frequent strumming) D5 From the early light to the dead of night, his questions never changed. Is it words or the tune that make a song, or the way the song’s arranged? D5/F D5/G D5/F D5 If the lyrics chime and the words all rhyme, could the tune be something plain? Or, are the notes you play in your clever way, are they why the songs remain? D5/F D5/G D5/F D5 Well, the music whiz smiled out at him, for that was the old man's name. And he said, my son, before you're done, you'll discover it’s all the same. D5/F D5/G D5/F D5 D [Chorus 1] G D There’s wise songs, love songs, trucker songs, of course. A D Rich men are lousy lovers and it’s lonesome on a horse. G D Your cheatin’ heart will have to part and honey tell me why. A D You have to go; I miss you so; that song makes Charlene cry. G D How money can’t bring happiness; tomorrow never comes. E A With windshield wipers clackin’ time, this truck don’t stop for bums. [Chorus 2] (Speed up) G D I lost my love; I lost my home; she’ll never make a wife. A D I’m feeling great; the feelin’s gone; I’m in this place for life. G D Somewhere Mother’s waiting and it’s hard to thumb a jet. A D There’s heaven up there somewhere, but nobody’s showed me yet. G D The waitress has her overnight; the place don’t look the same. E A The deck is stacked; the house was packed; Old Hank went down in flames. G D Money won’t get you love, my friend, but you could call her up. E A I see your name on the bathroom wall; pour heartbreak in my cup. G D I missed that dog; she stood me up; my friends have let me down. E A The rent is due; I love you too; the leaves are turning brown. [Banjo Lick] (D5) (D5) [Verse 3] (Banjo continues, add vocals and intermittent strumming) You all’ll run out of words, he said, or memories to recall. D5 But words are twenty cents a pound; you’ll never use ‘em all. D5 D5 And any tune you hum has been around a thousand years. D5 Any bar in Nashville you can’t trade one for a beer. [Verse 4] (More frequent strumming) D5 You can get a synthesizer that can prearrange your song. Make it 50 bridges wide or 50 coaches long. D5/F D5/G D5 So listen to the wizard, son; go out and get a job. Money’s what you got in mind? Go find a bank to rob. D5/F D5/G D5 Composers come in bunches, and lyricists in herds. Work nine to five; stay alive; leave music to the birds. D5/F D5/G D5/F D5 D [Chorus 1] (start at the sped-up tempo of Chorus 2) G D There’s wise songs, love songs, trucker songs, of course. A D Rich men are lousy lovers and it’s lonesome on a horse. G D Your cheatin’ heart will have to part and honey tell me why. A D You have to go; I miss you so; that song makes Charlene cry. G D How money can’t bring happiness*; tomorrow never comes. E A With windshield wipers clackin’ time, this truck don’t stop for bums. [Chorus 2] G D I lost my love; I lost my home; she’ll never make a wife. A D I’m feeling great; the feelin’s gone; I’m in this place for life. G D Somewhere Mother’s waiting and it’s hard to thumb a jet. A D There’s heaven up there somewhere, but nobody’s showed me yet. G D The waitress has her overnight; the place don’t look the same. E A The deck is stacked; the house was packed; Old Hank went down in flames. G D Money won’t get you love, my friend, but you could call her up. E A I see your name on the bathroom wall; pour heartbreak in my cup. G D I missed that dog; she stood me up**; my friends have let me down. E A The rent is due; I love you too; the leaves are turning brown. [Repeat Chorus 2 without Radio DJ] G D I lost my love; I lost my home; she’ll never make a wife. A D I’m feeling great; the feelin’s gone; I’m in this place for life. G D Somewhere Mother’s waiting and it’s hard to thumb a jet. A D There’s heaven up there somewhere, but nobody’s showed me yet. G D The waitress has her overnight; the place don’t look the same. E A The deck is stacked; the house was packed; Old Hank went down in flames. G D Money won’t get you love, my friend, but you could call her up. E A I see your name on the bathroom wall; pour heartbreak in my cup. G D I missed that dog; she stood me up**; my friends have let me down. E A The rent is due; I love you too; the leaves are turning brown. (End of song) ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// [Radio DJ in the second chorus] (* = Radio DJ starts, ** = Radio DJ ends) *Hey, what a song; what a hit. And we’re doing our bit, man. Putting it out there where the air is rare, on K-BIG Radio. Yeah, you heard it on K-B-I-G, ole’ buddy. The big ole’ boy of country music Coming your way from the tower of power in K-BIG Country. 50,000 watts of country air growing like a weed in downtown Oklahoma, U-S-of-A, And we are country, K-BIG sounds, by leaps and bounds, Is a hit by fire with a star for the next big blast of K-BIG radio. Our own, very close, very big buddy from Nashville: “Obshunk and his Litterpeckers” going up, up, up the big KB chart. With a bullet in its heart, It’s called “Your Backseat Drive-In,” go for it all.**