Songs From the Wood Jethro Tull
"Songs From The Wood"
[C]Let me bring y[Bb]ou songs fr[Cm]om [Dm]the[G7sus4] wood:
[Eb(6)]to make you feel much b[G]etter than you could k[C]no[Csus]w. [F]
[G]Dust you down from [F]tip to toe.
[G]Show you how the garden grows.
[G]Hold you steady as [F]you go.
[Bb]Join the [F]chorus if you c[Gm]an:
it'll ma[Ab]ke of y[Eb]ou an h[Db]onest ma[Fm]n. [C]
Let me bring you love from the field:
poppies red and roses filled with summer rain.
To heal the wound and still the pain
that threatens again and again
as you drag down every lover's lane.
Life's long celebration's here.
I'll toast you all in penny cheer.
Let me bring you all things refined:
galliards and lute songs served in chilling ale.
Greetings well met fellow, hail!
I am the wind to fill your sail.
I am the cross to take your nail:
A singer of these ageless times.
With kitchen prose and gutter rhymes.
[Em]Songs from the wood m[G]ake you fe[D]el much bet[Bb]ter.
[Em] [D] [Bb] [D] [Eb] [Ab] [Db] [Eb] [Bb] [C]
words and music by IAN ANDERSON
TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN)
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