Chords for Leonard Cohen - Ballad of the absent mare.wmv
Tempo:
143.1 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
B
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B]
[E]
[E]
[D] [A]
Say a prayer for the cowboy, his mare's run away,
and [D] he'll walk till he finds her, his darling, his stray.
[A] But the river's in flood, [E] and the [A] roads are awash,
and [E] the bridges break up.
In the panic of [A] loss,
and there's nothing to follow, there's nowhere to go.
[D] She's gone like the summer, gone like the snow,
and [A] the crickets are breaking his heart with their song.
[E] As the day caves in, and [D] the night is [A] all wrong,
did he dream, was it she, who went galloping past,
[D] and bent down the fern, broke open the grass,
[A] and printed the mud with the iron and the gold
[F#m] [E] that he nailed to her feet.
When [D] he was [A] the Lord, and although she goes grazing
a minute away, he [D] tracks her all night, he tracks her all day,
[A] oh, blind to her presence, except to compare
[E] his injury here with [D] her punishment [A] there.
Then at [E] home on a branch [A] in the highest tree,
[D] a songbird sings out so suddenly,
[A] ah, the sun is warm, and the soft winds ride
on [E] the willow tree.
By [D] the river [A]
side, oh, the world is sweet,
the world is wide, and [D] she's there where the light
and the darkness divide, and [A] the steam's coming off her.
She's huge, and she's shy, [E] and she steps
when [D] she paws at [A] the sky, and she comes to his hand,
but she's not really tame.
She [D] longs to be lost, he longs for the same,
and [A] she'll bolt, and she'll plunge through the first open pass
[E] to roll and to feed [D] in the sweet mountain [A] grass,
or she'll make a break for the high plateau,
where [D] there's nothing above, and there's nothing below,
and [E] it's time for their burden, [A] it's time for the whip.
Will [E] she walk through the flame?
Can [D] he shoot from [A] the hip?
So he binds himself to the galloping mare,
and [D] she binds herself to the rider there,
and [A] there is no space, but there's left and right,
and [E] there is no time, but [D]
there's day [A] and night,
and he leans on her neck, and he whispers low,
[D] Whither thou goest, I will go, [A] and they turn as one,
and they head for the [C#m] plain, [E] no need for the whip,
[D] no need [A] for the rein, now the clasp of this union,
who fastens it tight, [D] who snaps it asunder the very next night,
[Bm] [A] some say the rider, some say the mare,
[E] or that loves like the smoke, [D]
beyond [A] all repair,
but my darling, says Leonard, just let it go by,
[D] that old silhouette on the great western sky,
[A] so I pick out a tune, and they move right along,
[E] and they're gone like the smoke, and [D] they're gone like [A] this song.
[D]
[A]
[D]
[E]
[D]
[A]
[D]
[A]
[E]
[D] [A]
[E]
[E]
[D] [A]
Say a prayer for the cowboy, his mare's run away,
and [D] he'll walk till he finds her, his darling, his stray.
[A] But the river's in flood, [E] and the [A] roads are awash,
and [E] the bridges break up.
In the panic of [A] loss,
and there's nothing to follow, there's nowhere to go.
[D] She's gone like the summer, gone like the snow,
and [A] the crickets are breaking his heart with their song.
[E] As the day caves in, and [D] the night is [A] all wrong,
did he dream, was it she, who went galloping past,
[D] and bent down the fern, broke open the grass,
[A] and printed the mud with the iron and the gold
[F#m] [E] that he nailed to her feet.
When [D] he was [A] the Lord, and although she goes grazing
a minute away, he [D] tracks her all night, he tracks her all day,
[A] oh, blind to her presence, except to compare
[E] his injury here with [D] her punishment [A] there.
Then at [E] home on a branch [A] in the highest tree,
[D] a songbird sings out so suddenly,
[A] ah, the sun is warm, and the soft winds ride
on [E] the willow tree.
By [D] the river [A]
side, oh, the world is sweet,
the world is wide, and [D] she's there where the light
and the darkness divide, and [A] the steam's coming off her.
She's huge, and she's shy, [E] and she steps
when [D] she paws at [A] the sky, and she comes to his hand,
but she's not really tame.
She [D] longs to be lost, he longs for the same,
and [A] she'll bolt, and she'll plunge through the first open pass
[E] to roll and to feed [D] in the sweet mountain [A] grass,
or she'll make a break for the high plateau,
where [D] there's nothing above, and there's nothing below,
and [E] it's time for their burden, [A] it's time for the whip.
Will [E] she walk through the flame?
Can [D] he shoot from [A] the hip?
So he binds himself to the galloping mare,
and [D] she binds herself to the rider there,
and [A] there is no space, but there's left and right,
and [E] there is no time, but [D]
there's day [A] and night,
and he leans on her neck, and he whispers low,
[D] Whither thou goest, I will go, [A] and they turn as one,
and they head for the [C#m] plain, [E] no need for the whip,
[D] no need [A] for the rein, now the clasp of this union,
who fastens it tight, [D] who snaps it asunder the very next night,
[Bm] [A] some say the rider, some say the mare,
[E] or that loves like the smoke, [D]
beyond [A] all repair,
but my darling, says Leonard, just let it go by,
[D] that old silhouette on the great western sky,
[A] so I pick out a tune, and they move right along,
[E] and they're gone like the smoke, and [D] they're gone like [A] this song.
[D]
[A]
[D]
[E]
[D]
[A]
[D]
[A]
[E]
[D] [A]
Key:
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D
E
B
F#m
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_ [E] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Say a prayer for the cowboy, his mare's run away,
_ and [D] he'll walk till he finds her, his darling, his stray.
[A] But the river's in flood, [E] _ and the [A] roads are awash,
and [E] the bridges break up. _ _ _ _
In the panic of [A] loss, _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
and there's nothing to follow, _ _ there's nowhere to go. _
_ _ [D] She's gone like the summer, _ _ gone like the snow,
and [A] the crickets are breaking his heart with their song.
_ [E] As the day caves in, _ _ and [D] the night is [A] all wrong, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
did he dream, was it she, who went galloping past,
_ [D] and bent down the fern, broke open the grass,
[A] and printed the mud with the iron and the gold
[F#m] [E] that he nailed to her feet. _ _
When [D] he was [A] the Lord, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ and although she goes grazing
a minute away, _ _ he [D] tracks her all night, he tracks her all day,
[A] oh, blind to her presence, _ except to compare _
[E] his injury here _ _ _ with [D] her punishment [A] there. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
Then at [E] home on a branch _ [A] in the highest tree,
_ _ [D] a _ songbird sings out so suddenly,
_ _ [A] ah, the sun is warm, and the soft winds ride
on [E] the willow tree.
_ _ _ By [D] the river _ [A] _
side, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ oh, the world is sweet,
_ the world is wide, and [D] she's there where the light
and the darkness divide, and [A] the steam's coming off her.
She's huge, and she's shy, [E] and she steps _ _ _ _
when [D] she paws at [A] the sky, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ and she comes to his hand,
but she's not really tame.
She [D] _ longs to be lost, he longs for the same,
and [A] she'll bolt, and she'll plunge through the first open pass _
[E] to roll and to feed _ _ [D] in the sweet mountain [A] _ grass, _
_ _ _ _ _ _
or she'll make a break for the high plateau, _
where [D] there's nothing above, and there's nothing below, _
and [E] it's time for their burden, [A] it's time for the whip.
Will [E] she walk through the flame?
_ _ Can [D] he shoot from [A] the hip? _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
So he binds himself to the galloping mare,
and [D] she binds herself _ to the rider there, _
and [A] there is no space, but there's left and right,
and [E] there is no time, _ _ _ but [D]
there's day [A] and night, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
and he leans on her neck, _ and he whispers low,
_ _ [D] _ Whither thou goest, _ _ I will go, [A] and they turn as one,
_ and they head for the [C#m] plain, _ [E] no need for the whip,
_ _ _ [D] no need [A] for the rein, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ now the clasp of this union,
_ who fastens it tight, _ [D] who snaps it asunder the very next night,
[Bm] _ [A] some say the rider, _ some say the mare,
[E] or that loves like the smoke, _ _ _ [D]
beyond [A] all repair, _ _
but _ _ _ _ _ my darling, says Leonard, _ _ just let it go by,
[D] that old silhouette on the great western sky,
[A] so I pick out a tune, _ and they move right along,
_ [E] and they're gone like the smoke, _ _ and [D] they're gone like [A] this song. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _
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_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
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_ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Say a prayer for the cowboy, his mare's run away,
_ and [D] he'll walk till he finds her, his darling, his stray.
[A] But the river's in flood, [E] _ and the [A] roads are awash,
and [E] the bridges break up. _ _ _ _
In the panic of [A] loss, _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
and there's nothing to follow, _ _ there's nowhere to go. _
_ _ [D] She's gone like the summer, _ _ gone like the snow,
and [A] the crickets are breaking his heart with their song.
_ [E] As the day caves in, _ _ and [D] the night is [A] all wrong, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
did he dream, was it she, who went galloping past,
_ [D] and bent down the fern, broke open the grass,
[A] and printed the mud with the iron and the gold
[F#m] [E] that he nailed to her feet. _ _
When [D] he was [A] the Lord, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ and although she goes grazing
a minute away, _ _ he [D] tracks her all night, he tracks her all day,
[A] oh, blind to her presence, _ except to compare _
[E] his injury here _ _ _ with [D] her punishment [A] there. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
Then at [E] home on a branch _ [A] in the highest tree,
_ _ [D] a _ songbird sings out so suddenly,
_ _ [A] ah, the sun is warm, and the soft winds ride
on [E] the willow tree.
_ _ _ By [D] the river _ [A] _
side, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ oh, the world is sweet,
_ the world is wide, and [D] she's there where the light
and the darkness divide, and [A] the steam's coming off her.
She's huge, and she's shy, [E] and she steps _ _ _ _
when [D] she paws at [A] the sky, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ and she comes to his hand,
but she's not really tame.
She [D] _ longs to be lost, he longs for the same,
and [A] she'll bolt, and she'll plunge through the first open pass _
[E] to roll and to feed _ _ [D] in the sweet mountain [A] _ grass, _
_ _ _ _ _ _
or she'll make a break for the high plateau, _
where [D] there's nothing above, and there's nothing below, _
and [E] it's time for their burden, [A] it's time for the whip.
Will [E] she walk through the flame?
_ _ Can [D] he shoot from [A] the hip? _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
So he binds himself to the galloping mare,
and [D] she binds herself _ to the rider there, _
and [A] there is no space, but there's left and right,
and [E] there is no time, _ _ _ but [D]
there's day [A] and night, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
and he leans on her neck, _ and he whispers low,
_ _ [D] _ Whither thou goest, _ _ I will go, [A] and they turn as one,
_ and they head for the [C#m] plain, _ [E] no need for the whip,
_ _ _ [D] no need [A] for the rein, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ now the clasp of this union,
_ who fastens it tight, _ [D] who snaps it asunder the very next night,
[Bm] _ [A] some say the rider, _ some say the mare,
[E] or that loves like the smoke, _ _ _ [D]
beyond [A] all repair, _ _
but _ _ _ _ _ my darling, says Leonard, _ _ just let it go by,
[D] that old silhouette on the great western sky,
[A] so I pick out a tune, _ and they move right along,
_ [E] and they're gone like the smoke, _ _ and [D] they're gone like [A] this song. _
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