Chords for Kate Wolf - Poet's Heart
Tempo:
78.475 bpm
Chords used:
C#m
E
B
G#m
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G#m]
[E]
[D#] [G#m]
[B] I wrote to you [C#m] somewhere in South Australia, [A] a poet's [E] heart in the eye of a [B] hurricane.
I struggle with finding words [C#m] to sing these [E] days, I said, as if my thoughts are waiting [D#] in the wings for the stage [G#m] to clear.
[B] You in your [C#m] elegance and humor filled the room, [G#m] your love and your [F#] concern, [C#m] your anger at [E] the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
I [B]
[F#] thank you for being [G#m] here.
[B] You wrote of [C#m] love from the coast of Mendocino, [A] a [F#m] poet's [E] heart crying a [B] fighter's tears.
The children of your body [C#m] spread out across this earth [E] like messages written [D#] across time, measuring [G#m] the years.
[B] You in your elegance [C#m] and humor filled the room, [G#m] your love and your [F#] concern, [C#m] your anger at the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
[C#m] [B] [F#] I thank you [G#m] for being here.
[B] I heard your songs [C#m] reach out to California, [A] a poet's [E] heart locked in the [B] cord of Maine.
[E] [B] Of the old men and the [C#m] booze, singing out [E] the truth in lies of forgiveness,
and loyalties [D#] to friends, constant as the [G#m] endless railroad ties.
[B] You in your elegance [C#m] and humor filled the room, [G#m] your love and your [F#] concern, [C#m] your anger at the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
[C#m] [B] [F#] I thank you [G#m] for being here.
So [B]
[E] [B] [C#m] [A]
[E] [B]
[C#m] [E]
[D#] [G#m]
[E] [B] here we are, [C#m] joined finally by our words, [A] all poets' [E] hearts [C#m] close though [B] far apart.
[E] [B] I remember how you said [C#m] that language is a [E] knife that spreads what we feel across [D#] the dry crowds of [G#m] someone's heart.
[F#] [G#m] [B] You in your [C#m] elegance and humor filled the [E] room, your love and your [F#] concern, [C#m] your anger at the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
[C#m] [B] [F#] I thank [G#m] you for being here.
[E]
[D#] [G#m]
[B] I wrote to you [C#m] somewhere in South Australia, [A] a poet's [E] heart in the eye of a [B] hurricane.
I struggle with finding words [C#m] to sing these [E] days, I said, as if my thoughts are waiting [D#] in the wings for the stage [G#m] to clear.
[B] You in your [C#m] elegance and humor filled the room, [G#m] your love and your [F#] concern, [C#m] your anger at [E] the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
I [B]
[F#] thank you for being [G#m] here.
[B] You wrote of [C#m] love from the coast of Mendocino, [A] a [F#m] poet's [E] heart crying a [B] fighter's tears.
The children of your body [C#m] spread out across this earth [E] like messages written [D#] across time, measuring [G#m] the years.
[B] You in your elegance [C#m] and humor filled the room, [G#m] your love and your [F#] concern, [C#m] your anger at the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
[C#m] [B] [F#] I thank you [G#m] for being here.
[B] I heard your songs [C#m] reach out to California, [A] a poet's [E] heart locked in the [B] cord of Maine.
[E] [B] Of the old men and the [C#m] booze, singing out [E] the truth in lies of forgiveness,
and loyalties [D#] to friends, constant as the [G#m] endless railroad ties.
[B] You in your elegance [C#m] and humor filled the room, [G#m] your love and your [F#] concern, [C#m] your anger at the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
[C#m] [B] [F#] I thank you [G#m] for being here.
So [B]
[E] [B] [C#m] [A]
[E] [B]
[C#m] [E]
[D#] [G#m]
[E] [B] here we are, [C#m] joined finally by our words, [A] all poets' [E] hearts [C#m] close though [B] far apart.
[E] [B] I remember how you said [C#m] that language is a [E] knife that spreads what we feel across [D#] the dry crowds of [G#m] someone's heart.
[F#] [G#m] [B] You in your [C#m] elegance and humor filled the [E] room, your love and your [F#] concern, [C#m] your anger at the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
[C#m] [B] [F#] I thank [G#m] you for being here.
Key:
C#m
E
B
G#m
D#
C#m
E
B
[G#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[D#] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
[B] I wrote to you [C#m] somewhere in South Australia, [A] a poet's [E] heart in the eye of a [B] hurricane. _ _
I struggle with finding words [C#m] to sing these [E] days, I said, as if my thoughts are waiting [D#] in the _ wings for the stage [G#m] to clear.
_ _ [B] _ You in your [C#m] elegance and humor filled the room, [G#m] your love and your [F#] concern, _ _ [C#m] your anger at [E] the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
I [B] _
[F#] thank you for being [G#m] here. _ _ _
[B] _ _ You wrote of [C#m] love from the coast of Mendocino, [A] a [F#m] poet's [E] heart crying a [B] fighter's tears.
The children of your body [C#m] spread out across this earth [E] like messages written [D#] across time, _ _ measuring [G#m] the years. _ _
[B] You in your elegance [C#m] and humor filled the room, [G#m] your love and your [F#] concern, _ [C#m] your anger at the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
[C#m] _ [B] [F#] I thank you [G#m] for being here. _
_ _ _ _ [B] I heard your songs [C#m] reach out to California, [A] a poet's [E] heart locked in the [B] cord of Maine.
_ [E] [B] Of the old men and the [C#m] booze, singing out [E] the truth in lies of forgiveness,
and loyalties [D#] to friends, constant as the [G#m] endless railroad ties.
_ [B] You in your elegance [C#m] and humor filled the room, [G#m] your love and your [F#] concern, _ [C#m] your anger at the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
[C#m] _ [B] [F#] I thank you [G#m] for being here.
So _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[E] _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[E] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _
_ _ _ [E] _ [B] _ here we are, [C#m] joined finally by our words, [A] all poets' [E] hearts [C#m] close though [B] far apart.
_ _ [E] [B] I remember how you said [C#m] that language is a [E] knife that spreads what we feel across [D#] the dry crowds _ of [G#m] someone's heart.
[F#] _ [G#m] [B] You in your [C#m] elegance and humor filled the [E] room, your love and your [F#] concern, _ _ [C#m] your anger at the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
[C#m] _ [B] [F#] I thank [G#m] you for being here. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[D#] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
[B] I wrote to you [C#m] somewhere in South Australia, [A] a poet's [E] heart in the eye of a [B] hurricane. _ _
I struggle with finding words [C#m] to sing these [E] days, I said, as if my thoughts are waiting [D#] in the _ wings for the stage [G#m] to clear.
_ _ [B] _ You in your [C#m] elegance and humor filled the room, [G#m] your love and your [F#] concern, _ _ [C#m] your anger at [E] the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
I [B] _
[F#] thank you for being [G#m] here. _ _ _
[B] _ _ You wrote of [C#m] love from the coast of Mendocino, [A] a [F#m] poet's [E] heart crying a [B] fighter's tears.
The children of your body [C#m] spread out across this earth [E] like messages written [D#] across time, _ _ measuring [G#m] the years. _ _
[B] You in your elegance [C#m] and humor filled the room, [G#m] your love and your [F#] concern, _ [C#m] your anger at the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
[C#m] _ [B] [F#] I thank you [G#m] for being here. _
_ _ _ _ [B] I heard your songs [C#m] reach out to California, [A] a poet's [E] heart locked in the [B] cord of Maine.
_ [E] [B] Of the old men and the [C#m] booze, singing out [E] the truth in lies of forgiveness,
and loyalties [D#] to friends, constant as the [G#m] endless railroad ties.
_ [B] You in your elegance [C#m] and humor filled the room, [G#m] your love and your [F#] concern, _ [C#m] your anger at the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
[C#m] _ [B] [F#] I thank you [G#m] for being here.
So _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[E] _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[E] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _
_ _ _ [E] _ [B] _ here we are, [C#m] joined finally by our words, [A] all poets' [E] hearts [C#m] close though [B] far apart.
_ _ [E] [B] I remember how you said [C#m] that language is a [E] knife that spreads what we feel across [D#] the dry crowds _ of [G#m] someone's heart.
[F#] _ [G#m] [B] You in your [C#m] elegance and humor filled the [E] room, your love and your [F#] concern, _ _ [C#m] your anger at the injustice [D#] of man's [E] narrowness and fear.
[C#m] _ [B] [F#] I thank [G#m] you for being here. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _