Iron And Wine - Passing Afternoon Chords

 
         
         
         
         
         
X
3
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
X
3
4
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3

12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
2
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
4
4
4
X
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
X
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
4
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
         
         
         
         
         
2
1
3
4
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
X
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
No chord
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
Capo on 2 fret
There are tCimes that walk from Dyou like some pGassing afCternoon GSummer warmed the oDpen window Cof her honDeymoon And she chCose a yard to bDurn, but the grGound remembers Cher GWooden spoons, her chiDldren stir her bougaCinvillea bDlooms There are thCings that drift Daway like our eGndless, numbered Cdays GAutumn blew the quDilt right off the peCrfect bed she Dmade And she's chCosen to belDieve in the hGymns her mother sCings GSunday pulls its chiDldren from their pCiles of fallen lDeaves There are saiCling ships that pDass all our boGdies in the gCrass GSpringtime calls her chiDldren 'till she lCets them go at Dlast And she's chCosen where to Dbe, though she's lGost her wedding Cring GSomewhere near her mispDlaced jar of bougaCinvillea sDeeds There are thiCngs we can't reDcall, blind as nGight that finds us Call GWinter tucks her chiDldren in, her frCagile china dDolls But my haCnds remember hDers, rolling 'rGound the shaded fCerns GNaked arms, her secDrets still like sCongs I'd never leDarned There are naCmes across the sDea, only nGow I do beClieve GSometimes, with the winDdows closed, she'll Csit and think ofD me But she'll meCnd his tattered cloDthes and they'll kGiss as if they Cknow GA baby sleeps in aDll our bones, so scCared to be aDlone