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Tune Guitar: DADGBD (tune 1st and 6th strings down one full step)
INTRO CRDS (play twice)
C/D D Dm7 Bb C
And now the song:
C/D D Dm7
The lit-tle crea-tures run | in from the cold,- | back from the nest,
Bb C C/D D
just like the | days of old. | There in the safety | of a mother's arms
Dm7 Bb C
The warmth of ages far |away from harm again.
The riff at this point is on the third and second string (G and B), open
to third fret, to second string open then second and third frets, then play
the D5 to fill it in. If you listen you'll get it. I'm not too good at
typing this stuff in (sorry).
Then the next bit goes like this:
Dm7 Bb Bb5 C5 A5 Dm (x4)
No one wins, |it's a war of man. | | |
Now here's my attempt at tabbing the chords. They sound so good because of
that DADGBD tuning. Let that Sixth string D wring out. Neil would ;-)
C/D D Dm7 Bb C
0 0 5 5 5 5 0 0 7 7 7 7 0 0 0 5 6 0 x 8 8 7 6 x x1010 9 8 x
Bb5 C5 A5 Dm
x 8 8 x x x x1010 x x x x 7 7 x x x 0 0 01010 x (that's 2nd and 3rd
| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | strings on 10th ft)
Here's the lyrics just to round things out:
The little creatures run in from the cold
Back to the nest just like the days of old
There in the safety of a mother's arms
The warmth of ages, far away from harm again.
Ears ringin' from the battle fire
The tired warrior aims a little higher
The black falcon or the little sparrow
The healing light or the flash of the barrel
No one wins
It's a war of man
No one wins
It's a war of man
Silver mane flyin' in the wind
Down through the planets on the run again
No one knows where they're runnin' to
But every kind is comin' two by two
Out on the delta where the hoofbeats pound
The daddy's runnin' on the frozen ground
Can't smell the poison as it follows him
Can't see the gas and machines, it's a war of man
No one wins
It's a war of man
No one wins
It's a war of man
The windows open and the little girl dreams
The sky's her playground as she mounts her steed
Across the heavens to the other side
On wings of magic does the little girl ride
The little creatures run in from the cold
Back to the nest just like the days of old
There in the safety of a mother's arms
The warmth of ages, far away from harm again.
No one wins
It's a war of man
No one wins
It's a war of man
No one wins
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