Wovenhand - Whistling Girl Chords

 
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
X
X
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
X
X
X
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
X
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
X
X
X
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
X
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
X
X
         
         
         
         
         
X
X

A5

variations
4 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
X
X
X
6 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
X
11 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
X
X
4 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo
e|---------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------|
A|---10-11-10-10-13-10-10-11-10----------------|
E|---8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8-----------------|
- Listen to the song for rythm Chords used:
e|-----------------------------|
B|-----------------------------|
G|-----------------------------|
D|---10-----3------6-----------|
A|---10-----3------6-----------|
E|---8------1------4-----------|

C5 F5 A5

C5A whistling girl Among his flock of sheep In a flow of words Lay breathing backward rest assured Of Elijah and God's birds
e|----------------|
B|----13-13-11----| Little fill that you play
G|-------------10-| before going to F5 during
D|----------------| "it will fall to us" section
A|----------------|
E|----------------|
It will fall to us It will fall to us Inside the home the folk pine grow Where hearts are fire sparks are thrown It is all that glitters This terrible weakness C5It falls to us It falls to us F5 A5 From hisC5 holy hill C5And it falls to us Yes it falls to us F5 A5 By his C5perfect will F5 Through the open A5windows of the sC5oul tonight F5 His yoke is A5easy and his C5burden light F5 Kiss the sunA5 lest he be C5angry And you A5perish in the way C5The rivers of the sky are dry And rolled up like a scroll Down below we tend to the forgetting Forgetting what we know The sun slips from your shoulder As you enter in the wood Without thought of thorns Without thought of thorns C5It falls to us It falls to us F5 A5 From hisC5 holy hill C5And it falls to us Yes it falls to us F5 A5 By his C5perfect will F5 Through the open A5windows of the sC5oul tonight F5 His yoke is A5easy and his C5burden light F5 Kiss the sunA5 lest he be C5angry And you A5perish in the way

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