Chords for 1000 Candles, 1000 Cranes by Small Potatoes
Tempo:
102.1 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Bb
Gm
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Cm] [Bb] [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Gm] [Bbm] [Bb] [Eb]
[Fm] [Bb] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb]
[Bb] [Eb]
My grandma [Ab] [Bb] gave three [Eb]
sons, she dreamed about her [Ab] children's [Bb] children.
[Eb] Then came [Ab] [Eb] 1941, [Gm]
[Eb] only one son would see the war end.
Joseph died in [Ab] March [Bb]
[Eb] in Batavia, Frank on the sands of [Ab] Iwo [Bb] Jima.
[Eb] The day the bomb [Ab] [Eb] destroyed [Gm] Japan, [Eb] she thanked God and Harry Truman.
She blamed the godless [Ab] [Eb] Japanese for having crushed her [Bb] sweetest dreams.
One [Ab] thousand [Eb] candles for [Gm] my sons, [Eb] every day I will remember.
[Ab] [Eb] In Illinois, [Ab] far [Bb] from [Eb] her past, Miss Nakamura still [Bb] remembers.
[Eb] She was six [Ab] when she [Eb] saw the [Gm] flash [Eb] that turned the world to smoke and ashes.
Mother taught [Ab] her [Bb] daughter, [Eb] well, run from the fire [Ab] to the [Bb] river.
[Eb] There she found me living [Gm] hell, [Eb] but not her mother or father.
Though she survived [Ab] with [Eb] just a scrape, her family [Ab] [Eb] vanished into [Bb] space.
[Eb] One [Bb] [Eb] thousand sons, a thousand [Gm] cranes, [Eb] every day I will remember.
[Ab] [Eb]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Bb] [Cm] [Bb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Ab] [Gm]
[Cm] [Bb] [Eb]
My grandmother [Ab] [Bb] had three [Eb]
sons, she never dreamed she'd have a [Ab] [Bb] daughter.
[Eb] But at the age [Ab] of [Eb] 81, [Gm]
[Cm] [Eb] she met a nurse named Nakamura.
It was a question [Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] only men could make, some talking [Ab] past the [Bb] hours,
[Eb] about a picture [Ab] [Eb] by the [Gm] bed, [Eb] a photograph of two young soldiers.
Hatred and anger [Ab] [Eb] stored for years, slowly melted into [Bb] tears.
One [Ab] thousand [Eb] candles, a [G] thousand
[Bb] cranes, [Eb] every day I will remember.
[Ab] Why [Eb]
the picture [Ab] [Bb] in [Eb] my mind of two women slowly [Bb] walking,
[Eb]
August 6th, 1985, [G] [Gm]
[Eb] walking to church to light a candle.
And they once asked [Ab] me to [Eb]
explain why grown men play such foolish [Bb] games.
[Cm] One [Bb] [E] thousand [Eb] candles, a [Gm] thousand [Eb] cranes, every day I will remember.
[Ab] [Eb] [Cm] [Bb] [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Gm] [Cm] [Eb]
[B] [Gb]
[Ab] [Gm] [Bbm] [Bb] [Eb]
[Fm] [Bb] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb]
[Bb] [Eb]
My grandma [Ab] [Bb] gave three [Eb]
sons, she dreamed about her [Ab] children's [Bb] children.
[Eb] Then came [Ab] [Eb] 1941, [Gm]
[Eb] only one son would see the war end.
Joseph died in [Ab] March [Bb]
[Eb] in Batavia, Frank on the sands of [Ab] Iwo [Bb] Jima.
[Eb] The day the bomb [Ab] [Eb] destroyed [Gm] Japan, [Eb] she thanked God and Harry Truman.
She blamed the godless [Ab] [Eb] Japanese for having crushed her [Bb] sweetest dreams.
One [Ab] thousand [Eb] candles for [Gm] my sons, [Eb] every day I will remember.
[Ab] [Eb] In Illinois, [Ab] far [Bb] from [Eb] her past, Miss Nakamura still [Bb] remembers.
[Eb] She was six [Ab] when she [Eb] saw the [Gm] flash [Eb] that turned the world to smoke and ashes.
Mother taught [Ab] her [Bb] daughter, [Eb] well, run from the fire [Ab] to the [Bb] river.
[Eb] There she found me living [Gm] hell, [Eb] but not her mother or father.
Though she survived [Ab] with [Eb] just a scrape, her family [Ab] [Eb] vanished into [Bb] space.
[Eb] One [Bb] [Eb] thousand sons, a thousand [Gm] cranes, [Eb] every day I will remember.
[Ab] [Eb]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Bb] [Cm] [Bb]
[Ab] [Eb] [Ab] [Gm]
[Cm] [Bb] [Eb]
My grandmother [Ab] [Bb] had three [Eb]
sons, she never dreamed she'd have a [Ab] [Bb] daughter.
[Eb] But at the age [Ab] of [Eb] 81, [Gm]
[Cm] [Eb] she met a nurse named Nakamura.
It was a question [Ab] [Bb]
[Eb] only men could make, some talking [Ab] past the [Bb] hours,
[Eb] about a picture [Ab] [Eb] by the [Gm] bed, [Eb] a photograph of two young soldiers.
Hatred and anger [Ab] [Eb] stored for years, slowly melted into [Bb] tears.
One [Ab] thousand [Eb] candles, a [G] thousand
[Bb] cranes, [Eb] every day I will remember.
[Ab] Why [Eb]
the picture [Ab] [Bb] in [Eb] my mind of two women slowly [Bb] walking,
[Eb]
August 6th, 1985, [G] [Gm]
[Eb] walking to church to light a candle.
And they once asked [Ab] me to [Eb]
explain why grown men play such foolish [Bb] games.
[Cm] One [Bb] [E] thousand [Eb] candles, a [Gm] thousand [Eb] cranes, every day I will remember.
[Ab] [Eb] [Cm] [Bb] [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Gm] [Cm] [Eb]
[B] [Gb]
Key:
Eb
Ab
Bb
Gm
Cm
Eb
Ab
Bb
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ [Gm] _ _ [Bbm] _ [Bb] _ [Eb] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ My grandma [Ab] [Bb] gave three [Eb]
sons, she dreamed about her [Ab] children's [Bb] children.
[Eb] Then came _ [Ab] _ [Eb] 1941, [Gm] _
_ [Eb] only one son would see the war end.
_ _ Joseph died in [Ab] March [Bb]
[Eb] in Batavia, _ Frank on the sands of [Ab] Iwo [Bb] Jima.
[Eb] The day the bomb [Ab] [Eb] destroyed [Gm] Japan, _ _ [Eb] she thanked God and Harry Truman.
_ She blamed the godless [Ab] _ [Eb] _ Japanese for having crushed her _ [Bb] sweetest dreams.
One [Ab] thousand [Eb] candles _ for [Gm] my sons, _ [Eb] every day I will remember. _
[Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ In Illinois, _ [Ab] far [Bb] from [Eb] her past, Miss Nakamura still [Bb] remembers.
[Eb] She was six [Ab] when she [Eb] saw the [Gm] flash [Eb] that turned the world to smoke and ashes. _ _ _
Mother taught [Ab] her [Bb] daughter, [Eb] well, run from the fire [Ab] to the [Bb] river.
[Eb] There she found me living [Gm] hell, [Eb] but not her mother or father. _
_ Though she survived [Ab] with [Eb] just a scrape, her family _ [Ab] [Eb] vanished into [Bb] _ space.
[Eb] One [Bb] [Eb] thousand sons, _ a thousand [Gm] cranes, [Eb] every day I will remember.
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Cm] _ [Bb] _
[Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Gm] _ _
[Cm] _ [Bb] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ My grandmother [Ab] [Bb] had three [Eb] _
sons, she never dreamed she'd have a [Ab] [Bb] daughter.
[Eb] But at the age [Ab] of [Eb] 81, [Gm] _
_ [Cm] [Eb] she met a nurse named _ Nakamura.
It was a question [Ab] _ [Bb]
[Eb] only men could make, some talking [Ab] past the [Bb] hours,
[Eb] about a picture [Ab] [Eb] by the [Gm] bed, [Eb] a photograph of two young soldiers.
_ _ _ Hatred and anger [Ab] [Eb] stored for years, _ slowly melted into _ [Bb] tears.
One [Ab] thousand [Eb] candles, a [G] thousand _
[Bb] cranes, [Eb] every day I will remember.
_ [Ab] Why [Eb] _ _ _ _
the picture [Ab] _ [Bb] in [Eb] my mind of two women slowly [Bb] walking,
_ [Eb]
August 6th, 1985, [G] _ [Gm] _ _
[Eb] walking to church to light a candle. _
And they once asked [Ab] me to [Eb]
explain _ why grown men play such foolish [Bb] _ games.
[Cm] One [Bb] [E] thousand [Eb] candles, _ a [Gm] thousand _ [Eb] cranes, every day I will remember.
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ [Gm] _ _ _ [Cm] _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ [Gm] _ _ [Bbm] _ [Bb] _ [Eb] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ My grandma [Ab] [Bb] gave three [Eb]
sons, she dreamed about her [Ab] children's [Bb] children.
[Eb] Then came _ [Ab] _ [Eb] 1941, [Gm] _
_ [Eb] only one son would see the war end.
_ _ Joseph died in [Ab] March [Bb]
[Eb] in Batavia, _ Frank on the sands of [Ab] Iwo [Bb] Jima.
[Eb] The day the bomb [Ab] [Eb] destroyed [Gm] Japan, _ _ [Eb] she thanked God and Harry Truman.
_ She blamed the godless [Ab] _ [Eb] _ Japanese for having crushed her _ [Bb] sweetest dreams.
One [Ab] thousand [Eb] candles _ for [Gm] my sons, _ [Eb] every day I will remember. _
[Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ In Illinois, _ [Ab] far [Bb] from [Eb] her past, Miss Nakamura still [Bb] remembers.
[Eb] She was six [Ab] when she [Eb] saw the [Gm] flash [Eb] that turned the world to smoke and ashes. _ _ _
Mother taught [Ab] her [Bb] daughter, [Eb] well, run from the fire [Ab] to the [Bb] river.
[Eb] There she found me living [Gm] hell, [Eb] but not her mother or father. _
_ Though she survived [Ab] with [Eb] just a scrape, her family _ [Ab] [Eb] vanished into [Bb] _ space.
[Eb] One [Bb] [Eb] thousand sons, _ a thousand [Gm] cranes, [Eb] every day I will remember.
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Cm] _ [Bb] _
[Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Gm] _ _
[Cm] _ [Bb] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ My grandmother [Ab] [Bb] had three [Eb] _
sons, she never dreamed she'd have a [Ab] [Bb] daughter.
[Eb] But at the age [Ab] of [Eb] 81, [Gm] _
_ [Cm] [Eb] she met a nurse named _ Nakamura.
It was a question [Ab] _ [Bb]
[Eb] only men could make, some talking [Ab] past the [Bb] hours,
[Eb] about a picture [Ab] [Eb] by the [Gm] bed, [Eb] a photograph of two young soldiers.
_ _ _ Hatred and anger [Ab] [Eb] stored for years, _ slowly melted into _ [Bb] tears.
One [Ab] thousand [Eb] candles, a [G] thousand _
[Bb] cranes, [Eb] every day I will remember.
_ [Ab] Why [Eb] _ _ _ _
the picture [Ab] _ [Bb] in [Eb] my mind of two women slowly [Bb] walking,
_ [Eb]
August 6th, 1985, [G] _ [Gm] _ _
[Eb] walking to church to light a candle. _
And they once asked [Ab] me to [Eb]
explain _ why grown men play such foolish [Bb] _ games.
[Cm] One [Bb] [E] thousand [Eb] candles, _ a [Gm] thousand _ [Eb] cranes, every day I will remember.
[Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ [Gm] _ _ _ [Cm] _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _