06 Mandolin Orange 2014-08-02 These Old Wheels Chords

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Well, silence is [F] golden, some [C] may say, some may say.
I say [F] _ silence is an aimless time to [C] kill.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] It's a restless feeling [G] pounding on my [F]
brain
both night and day.
And these old [C]
wheels of mine spin [G] louder as [C] it builds.
_ _ _ _ _ Yes, the sky would surely [F] fall if my [C] dear drum did [G] fail
[F] to beat a single _ time and [C] time around.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [Am] Some may make [G] it out all right, some [F] may have never known.
_ These [C] old wheels spin far too [G] loud, far [C] too loud.
_ _ _ _ For I love to hear [F] a chorus from [C] the morning bird choir
and the [F]
sounds of coughs boiling on the [C] fire. _
_ _ _ [G] _ How [Am] I love to hear [G] I love you in [F] a dry morning tone
_ [Dm] and just [C] assume that if I [G] can't, these [C] wheels would stop.
_ _ _ _ _ Yes, happy is the [F] day I [C] lay my poor head down
with neither [F]
trial nor trouble to [C] _
compete
_ _ [G] with [Am] the chirp of summer [G] crickets nor [F] tree frogs _ croak.
And these [C] old wheels slow [Em] down enough so that I [C] may sleep. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Yes, silence is golden, [F] _ some [C] may say, some may say.
I say [F] _
silence is an aimless time [C] to kill.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ It's [A] a restless [G] feeling pounding on [F] my brain
both night and day.
And these [C] old wheels of mine [G] spin louder as [C] it builds. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Madeline Orange, _ _ Pickathon, Freeline Stage.
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