Nick Mulvey - Cucurucu

^C#m7Softly, in the evening dusk, a woman is singing to me; ^Bm7She takes me back down the vista of my years, until I see ^C#m7I see a child underneath the piano, in t^Bm7he boom of the tingling strings ^A7Pressing the poised feet of his mother who smiles at him as she sings.

^Bm7Cucur^C#m7ucu, c^Bucur^Aucu ^DMm^Bmmmm^F#mmmm ^A

^BmSoftly now in the evening dusk, a woman is singing to me; ^F#mShe takes me back down the vista^E7 of my years, until I see ^DA boy, a child underneath the pi^Bmano, in the boom of the tingling strings ^F#mPressing the poised feet of his mother w^E7ho smiles at him as she sings ^DYearning to belon^Bmg, yearning to belong ^F#mMy heart beats with a ceaseless ^E7longing of a yearning to belong ^DIn spite of myself, and ^Bmall of these nursery songs ^F#mMy heart beats with a ceaseless longing ^E7of a yearning to belong

^DCucurucu,^Bm cucurucu ^F#mSinging cucurucu, ^E7cucurucu

^BmMmm^Amm^E7mmm^{G#m7 Bm}Till the melodie^As of childish da^E7ys, are^C#7 upon, upon me And they take me ^Bmback, back down ^Athe river They keep^E7 leading me on, they l^C#7ead me to the sea And ^Bmall of my manhood is ca^Ast ^E7Down in the flood of remembrance,^C#7 and I weep like a child for the past.

^DSinging cucurucu^Bm, cucurucu ^F#mSinging cucurucu^E7, cucurucu

^DI see a child underneath the piano, in the^Bm boom of the tingling strings ^F#mPressing the poised feet of his mother w^Aho smiles at him as she sings. ^DListen to me son, I'll t^Bmell you why your feather's strong ^F#mCause he can still say every sin^E7gle day, he's yearning to belong ^DYearning to belon^Bmg, yearning to belong ^F#mMy heart beats with a ceaseless longing ^E7of a yearning to belong ^DIn spite of myself, and all of t^Bmhese nursery songs ^F#mMy heart beats with a ceaseless, meets with a pe^E7aceless burning to belong

^DSinging cucurucu,^Bm cucurucu ^F#mSinging c^E7ucurucu ^DSinging cucurucu,^Bm cucurucu F#m E7 (fade) Cucurucu