TRACY GRAMMER CHORDS & LYRICS: BOOK OF SPARROWS
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BLUE WING . . . Tom Russell

Capo II

(G)He had a blue wing tattooed on his shoulder
Well it might have been a blue bird, I don't (Am)know
But he'd get stone drunk and talk about Alaska
The salmon boats and (D)45 be(G)low

(G)He said he got that blue wing out in Walla Walla
And his cellmate there was Little Willy (Am)John
And Willy, he was once a great blues singer
And Wing and Willy (D)wrote him up a (G)song

CHORUS
(G)They said it's dark in here; I can't see the (C)sky
But I (G)look at this blue wing and I close my (D)eyes
And I fly a(G)way beyond these (C)walls
Up above the (G)clouds where the rain don't (D)fall
On a poor man's (Em)dream (C)(D)

(G)They paroled Blue Wing in August of 1963
He moved north picking apples to the (Am)town of Wenatchee
Then the winter finally caught him in a run down trailer park
On the south side of Seattle where the (G)days grow gray and dark

(G)Well he drank and he dreamt of visions when the salmon still ran free
And his fathers' fathers crossed that wide and (Am)wild old Bering Sea
And the land belonged to everyone and there were old songs yet to sing
Now it's narrowed down to a cheap hotel and a (G)tattooed prison wing

(G)Hey it's dark in here; I can't see the (C)sky
But I (G)look at this blue wing and I close my (D)eyes
And I fly a(G)way beyond these (C)walls
Up above the (G)clouds where the rain don't (D)fall
On a poor man's (Em)dream (C)(D)

(G)Well he drank his way to LA, and that's where he died
And nobody knew his Christian name and there was (Am)no one there to cry
But I dreamt there was a funeral, a preacher and a cheap pine box
And halfway through the service, that blue (G)wing began to talk

(G)He said it's dark in here; I can't see the (C)sky
But I (G)look at this blue wing and I close my (D)eyes
And I fly a(G)way beyond these (C)walls
Up above the (G)clouds where the rain don't (D)fall
On a poor man's (Em)dream(C)(D)
On a poor man's (Em)dream(C)(D)
On a poor man's (Em)dream(C)(D)(G)


TRAVIS JOHN . . . Kate Power

Capo IV

Intro: (G)(C)(D) . . . (C)(D)(G) . . . twice

(G)Under a (C)foreign (D)sky
My (C)fate a(D)waits (G)me
There but for (C)God go (D)I
Do (C)not for(D)sake (G)me
I am a (Bm)boy, full of (C)promise (D)
Full of (Em)fre(D)e(C)dom
Now the (G)joy
Is dead and (D)done
I am (C)gone(G)

(G)Before the (C)western (D)sea
My home was (C)in the (D)val(G)ley
There with my (C)fami(D)ly
I took to (C)manhood (D)ear(G)ly
I was the (Bm)one
My brother (C)called
My mother (D)looked to me
Her (Em)fine, (D)strong (C)son
Now the (G)joy
Is dead and (D)done
I am (C)gone(G)

(G)Finding my (C)way to (D)go
The call that (C)I should (D)an(G)swer
My country's (C)own he(D)ro
Like music (C)to the (D)dan(G)cer
I am a (Bm)boy, full of (C)promise (D)
Full of (Em)fre(D)e(C)dom
Now the (G)joy
Is dead and (D)done
I am (C)gone(G)

(G)Under a (C)weeping (D)willow tree
You (C)planted (D)ros(G)es
There in my (C)memo(D)ry
Where my e(C)ternal (D)ghost (G)is
I was a (Bm)boy, full of (C)promise (D)
Full of (Em)fre(D)e(C)dom
And now the (G)joy
Is dead and (D)done
I am (C)gone(G)
Now the (G)joy
Is dead and (D)done
I am (C)gone(G)


THE WAKING HOUR . . . David Francey

Capo III

I (G)wake to the (C)radio (G)morning (D)news
Just (C)as the day is (G)dawning
And I watch from the (C)window while a (G)passing (D)cloud
(C)Dulls the hopeful (G)morning
And I (D)wonder will the (C)girl I (G)love
Come back (C)with the (G)morn(D)ing
But the (G)omen (C)crow at the (G)waking (D)hour
Has (C)given me fair (G)warning

And the (D)heart that's (C)breaking
Never makes a (G)sound (Gsus4)(G)

(G)She was (C)once my (G)heart's de(D)light
My (C)need and my de(G)sire
She was my (C)day, she (G)was my (D)night
My (C)water and my (G)fire
And (D)I was once the (C)same to (G)her
When we still (C)walked to(G)ge(D)ther
But the (G)heavy (C)heart at the (G)waking (D)hour
Is ex(C)pecting heavy (G)weather

And the (D)heart that's (C)breaking
Never makes a (G)sound (Gsus4)(G)(Gsus4)(G)(Gsus4)(G)
And the (D)heart that's (C)breaking
Never makes a (G)sound (Gsus4)(G)

(G)I know (C)love, I've (G)seen love's (D)face
I (C)understand its (G)sorrow
For every (C)love I've (G)ever (D)had
Has (C)always met to(G)morrow
Though (D)I am Wednesday's (C)child of (G)woe
I try not to (C)be un(G)grate(D)ful
But (G)I was (C)born at (G)midnight (D)black
With a (C)heart that can be (G)hateful

And the (D)heart that's (C)breaking
Never makes a (G)sound (Gsus4)(G)(Gsus4)(G)(Gsus4)(G)
And the (D)heart that's (C)breaking
Never makes a (G)sound (Gsus4)(G)(Gsus4)(G)(Gsus4)(G)
And the (D)heart that's (C)breaking (G)(Gsus4)(G)(Gsus4)(G)(Gsus4)(G)


LORD OF THE BUFFALO . . . Dave Carter

Capo I

Once upon a (G)world long gone
(C)In the shelter of an (G)early dawn
They were half a (D)million strong
Made the (C)valley (G)rumble (D)

Come the hunters with their (G)rifle balls
(C)He saw the fury of his (G)daddy's fall
Ran crying to his (D)mama's call
Saw her (C)break and (G)stumble (D)

So he ran with the (G)swift and young
(C)From the hunters and their (G)hungry guns
Ran until he was the (D)only one
On the (C)silent (G)prairie (D)

See him wandering the (G)hills alone
(C)Always looking for that (G)haven home
And the father of his (D)father's own
(C)And a sanctu(G)ary

There's an endless (Em)plain
(C)Beyond the curtain of the (G)pouring rain
Where the golden (D)prairie rolls forever
And the tall grass (G)grows
Bitter wind blowing (C)high and wild
Have mercy on your (G)way(G/F#)ward (Em)child
In search of an (D)age ago
And the (C)lord of the (G)buffalo (D)

Gray Eagle left the (G)blue-eyed town
(C)Climbed the mountain where he (G)once looked down
Saw the worry in the (D)furrowed ground
And the (C)heart plowed (G)under (D)

Woke walking in a (G)dream one night
(C)Saw a vision by the (G)foxfire light
Mighty horns and a (D)coat of white
And a (C)voice like (G)thunder

There's an endless (Em)plain
(C)Beyond the curtain of the (G)pouring rain
Where the golden (D)prairie rolls forever
And the tall grass (G)grows
Bitter wind blowing (C)high and wild
Go easy, little (G)way(G/F#)ward (Em)child
There's a home for the (D)restless soul
Said the (C)lord of the (G)buffalo (D)

Last night I heard the (G)coyote wail
(C)Slipped away from the (G)white man's jail
Went runnin' down the (D)trickster trail
With the (C)moon be(G)hind me (D)

In the hills be(G)fore sunrise
(C)Saw his silhouette a(G)gainst the sky
I'll be runnin' 'til the (D)day I die
Or the (C)hunters (G)find me

There's an endless (Em)plain
(C)Beyond the curtain of the (G)pouring rain
Where the golden (D)prairie rolls forever
And the tall grass (G)grows
Bitter wind blowing (C)high and wild
Gather up your little (G)way(G/F#)ward (Em)child
So the saint and the (D)sinner go
To the (C)lord of the (G)buffalo
So the saint and the (D)sinner go
To the (C)lord of the (G)buffalo
So the saint and the (D)sinner go
To the lord of the (C)buffalo (G)


GYPSY ROSE . . . Dave Carter

Capo III

(G)My love is (D)like a gypsy (G)rose
Wild is the (C)only (D)way he (G)grows
Out where the (C)sweet Ju(D)ly winds (Bm)blow
He blooms over (C)yon(D)der

(G)His voice is (D)like a mountain (G)stream
Washes me (C)clear, wash(D)es me (G)clean
I walk a(C)long the (D)banks se(Bm)rene
Where he will (C)wan(D)der

CHORUS:
(G)There is no (D)hill high as the (Em)moon
No river (C)deeper (D)than the (G)sea
No shooting (D)star, reckless in (Em)flight
Burns in the (Bm)night
Wild as the (Em)love he (D)gave to (C)me
Only the (G)rain knows where he (D)goes
(B7)Thunder and (Em)me
(D)Ramblin (C)with my (D)gypsy (G)rose

(G)And on the (D)day that we were (G)wed
Up to the (C)altar (D)he was (G)led
Lay like a (C)prisoner (D)in my (Bm)bed
Oh, how we (C)shi(D)vered

(G)So I built a (D)house to keep him (G)in
Guarded him (C)from the (D)sun and (G)wind
But in the (C)autumn (D)he grew (Bm)thin
In winter, he (C)with(D)ered

CHORUS

(G)My love was (D)buried in the (G)spring
I see his (C)face in (D)blossoming (G)things
One night I (C)thought I (D)heard him (Bm)sing
Down in the (C)hol(D)low

(G)Now it's been (D)thirty years and (G)three
Every (C)night he (D)calls to (G)me
And for as (C)long as (D)I shall (Bm)be
I know I'll (C)fol(D)low

CHORUS