Joanna Newsom - Sapokanikan

The ^Ccause is ^DOzy^Fmandian The ^Cmap of ^DSap^Fokanikan Is ^Csanded and ^Gbevelled The ^Bbland lorn and ^Flevelled By ^Amsome unr^D#ecorded and^Dm powerful^D# hand

Which ^Cplays a^Dlong the^F monument And ^Cdrums u^Dpon a^F plastic bag C G Bb F The brave-men-and-women-so-dear-to-God- Am D# Dm D# And-famous-to-all-of-the-ages rag

Sang^Bb: D^Gmo you ^D#love ^Bbme? ^BbWil^Gml you r^D#eme^Bbmber? The^Bb snow^Gm falls^D# above^Bb me The^Bb re^Gmnderer^D# re^Bbnders: The ^Fevent is ^D#in the^Gm hand of God

Be^Cneath a ^Dpatch of ^Fgrass, her ^CBones the ^Dold Dutch ^Fmaster hid While ^Celsewhere ^GTobias And the^Bb angel ^Fdisguise What the^Am scholars su^D#rmise was a^Dm mother and^D# kid

^CInterred with ^Dother ^Fdaughters In ^Cdirt in ^Dother ^Fpotters' fields ^CAbove them, ^Gparades Mark the^Bb passing of ^Fdays Through^Am parks where pale^D# colonnades arch in^Dm marble and^D# steel

^BbWhere all of the twenty^Gm-thousand attending your^D# foo^Bbtfall And the^Bb causes they died^Gm for are lost in the^D# idling bird ^Bbcalls And the^Bb records they left are^Gm cryptic at best Lost i^D#n obsol^Bbescence The^Bb text will not yield, nor^Gm x-ray reveal With^D# any fluore^Bbscence Where the ^Fhand of the^D# master b^Gmegins and^G# ends

I^Bb fell, I^Gm tried to do well but I^D# won't^Bb be Will you^Bb tell the^Gm one that I love to r^D#emember and hold^Bb me I^Bb call and^Gm call for the^D# do^Bbctor But the^Bb snow s^Gmwallows me whole with ol'^D# Florry^Bb Walker And the ^Fevent lives^D# only in^Gm print

He^C# said: "It's^Bb alright" And ^C"It's all over now" And^Am boarded the^Dm plane His ^Bbbelt unfastened The ^Cboy was known to show^Am unusual^Dm daring And, called a ^Bb"boy" This^C alderman, confounding^Am Tammany^Dm Hall In^Bb whose employ^C King Tamanend himself^Am preceeded John’s^Dm fall So we al^Bbl raise a standard To^C which the wise and honest^Am soul may^Dm repair To which^Bb a hunter A hundred year^Cs from now, may^Am look and^Dm despair And^Bb see with wonder The^C tributes we have left to^Am rust in the^Dm parks Swearing th^Bbat our hair stood on end To see^C John Purroy^Am Mitchel d^Dmepart For the Western^Bb fron^Ct where our^Am work might^Dm count ^BbO mercy^C! ^AmO G^Dmod! Go^Bb out, await the hu^Cnter to d^Amecipher the^Dm stone ^BbAnd what lies un^Cder the c^Amity ^Dmis ^Bbgon^Ce ^{Am Dm Bb C Am Dm}

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