Chords for Mark Knopfler Yon Two Crows
Tempo:
128.35 bpm
Chords used:
F
Bb
Dm
C
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
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[Dm]
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Pennies from heaven, don't [A] make me laugh, [F] Here all your gets that [Dm] platter in rain,
[Bb] Are you on two crows [F] up over the hill, [C] Looking for a winter kill?
[Dm] Always at your boots, the mud behind the buyer, With its clammy hole,
[Bb] It muck you up, [F] grave here, In the mire [C] of a wrecked sheepfold,
[F] And all you bring [Bb] to this is muscle and grit, [F] [Bb] Persistence, that's just about it,
[F] What made you think [Bb] that you're living in sheep, [F] [Bb] Eat, [F] work, eat, [Bb] work and sleep,
[Dm] Stuck under the eaves of the bothy, Sit here caged by rain,
[Bb] Some way to go [F] conjure a next move, When [C] I have to think again,
[Dm] The dog lifts his gaze to plead, Believes the wizard has a magic stick,
[Bb] Leans his weight [F] into my tweed, I give an [C] unholy hand to the,
[F] Tick a swig of sheep [Bb] dip from my flask, [F] [Bb] Once again I ask,
[F] What made you think [Bb] that you're living in sheep, [F] Eat, [Bb] work, [F] eat, [Bb] work and sleep,
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They read this game two [A] hundred years ago, Thirty ways of dying young poor souls,
[Bb] They ate to rest in [F] their soggy robes, Read [C] on their holy books,
[Dm] Blood and whiskey on the tongue, No one watching over anyone,
[Bb] No one left but [F] your stubborn one, In [C] the crows and roosts,
[F] [Bb] I'll a dying young, [F] [Bb] well I'm not done, [F] You watch me [Bb] and I'll watch thee,
[F] I'll a still work for [Bb] two men and drink for three,
[F] I raise my flask [Bb] to the clearing skies, [F] To you [Bb] sweepers you carry in [F] spies,
To [Bb] scavenge and survive, [F] If you can do [Bb] it, so can I,
[Dm] [F] [C]
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[A]
[Dm]
Pennies from heaven, don't [A] make me laugh, [F] Here all your gets that [Dm] platter in rain,
[Bb] Are you on two crows [F] up over the hill, [C] Looking for a winter kill?
[Dm] Always at your boots, the mud behind the buyer, With its clammy hole,
[Bb] It muck you up, [F] grave here, In the mire [C] of a wrecked sheepfold,
[F] And all you bring [Bb] to this is muscle and grit, [F] [Bb] Persistence, that's just about it,
[F] What made you think [Bb] that you're living in sheep, [F] [Bb] Eat, [F] work, eat, [Bb] work and sleep,
[Dm] Stuck under the eaves of the bothy, Sit here caged by rain,
[Bb] Some way to go [F] conjure a next move, When [C] I have to think again,
[Dm] The dog lifts his gaze to plead, Believes the wizard has a magic stick,
[Bb] Leans his weight [F] into my tweed, I give an [C] unholy hand to the,
[F] Tick a swig of sheep [Bb] dip from my flask, [F] [Bb] Once again I ask,
[F] What made you think [Bb] that you're living in sheep, [F] Eat, [Bb] work, [F] eat, [Bb] work and sleep,
[Dm]
[C]
[Am] [Dm]
[Am]
[C] [Dm]
They read this game two [A] hundred years ago, Thirty ways of dying young poor souls,
[Bb] They ate to rest in [F] their soggy robes, Read [C] on their holy books,
[Dm] Blood and whiskey on the tongue, No one watching over anyone,
[Bb] No one left but [F] your stubborn one, In [C] the crows and roosts,
[F] [Bb] I'll a dying young, [F] [Bb] well I'm not done, [F] You watch me [Bb] and I'll watch thee,
[F] I'll a still work for [Bb] two men and drink for three,
[F] I raise my flask [Bb] to the clearing skies, [F] To you [Bb] sweepers you carry in [F] spies,
To [Bb] scavenge and survive, [F] If you can do [Bb] it, so can I,
[Dm] [F] [C]
[Am] [Dm]
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_ _ _ _ Pennies from heaven, don't [A] make me laugh, [F] _ Here all your gets that [Dm] platter in rain,
[Bb] Are you on two crows [F] up over the hill, [C] Looking for a winter kill? _
_ _ _ [Dm] Always at your boots, the mud behind the buyer, _ _ _ With its clammy hole,
[Bb] It muck you up, [F] grave here, In the mire [C] of a wrecked sheepfold, _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ And all you bring [Bb] to this is muscle and grit, [F] _ _ _ [Bb] Persistence, that's just about it,
[F] _ What made you think [Bb] that you're living in sheep, [F] _ [Bb] Eat, [F] work, eat, [Bb] work and sleep, _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ Stuck under the eaves of the bothy, _ _ Sit here caged by rain, _
_ [Bb] _ Some way to go [F] conjure a next move, When [C] I have to think again, _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ The dog lifts his gaze to plead, _ Believes the wizard has a magic stick,
_ [Bb] _ Leans his weight [F] into my tweed, I give an [C] unholy hand to the, _ _ _
_ [F] Tick a swig of sheep [Bb] dip from my flask, [F] _ _ _ [Bb] Once again I ask,
[F] What made you think [Bb] that you're living in sheep, [F] Eat, [Bb] work, [F] eat, [Bb] work and sleep,
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_ _ _ They read this game two [A] hundred years ago, _ _ _ Thirty ways of dying young poor souls,
_ [Bb] They ate to rest in [F] their soggy robes, Read [C] on their holy books, _ _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ Blood and whiskey on the tongue, No one watching over anyone,
_ [Bb] No one left but [F] your stubborn one, In [C] the crows and roosts, _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Bb] I'll a dying young, [F] _ _ _ [Bb] well I'm not done, _ [F] You watch me [Bb] and I'll watch thee,
[F] I'll a still work for [Bb] two men and drink for three,
_ [F] I raise my flask [Bb] to the clearing skies, [F] To you [Bb] sweepers you carry in [F] spies,
_ To [Bb] scavenge and survive, [F] If you can do [Bb] it, so can I,
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_ _ _ _ Pennies from heaven, don't [A] make me laugh, [F] _ Here all your gets that [Dm] platter in rain,
[Bb] Are you on two crows [F] up over the hill, [C] Looking for a winter kill? _
_ _ _ [Dm] Always at your boots, the mud behind the buyer, _ _ _ With its clammy hole,
[Bb] It muck you up, [F] grave here, In the mire [C] of a wrecked sheepfold, _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ And all you bring [Bb] to this is muscle and grit, [F] _ _ _ [Bb] Persistence, that's just about it,
[F] _ What made you think [Bb] that you're living in sheep, [F] _ [Bb] Eat, [F] work, eat, [Bb] work and sleep, _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ Stuck under the eaves of the bothy, _ _ Sit here caged by rain, _
_ [Bb] _ Some way to go [F] conjure a next move, When [C] I have to think again, _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ The dog lifts his gaze to plead, _ Believes the wizard has a magic stick,
_ [Bb] _ Leans his weight [F] into my tweed, I give an [C] unholy hand to the, _ _ _
_ [F] Tick a swig of sheep [Bb] dip from my flask, [F] _ _ _ [Bb] Once again I ask,
[F] What made you think [Bb] that you're living in sheep, [F] Eat, [Bb] work, [F] eat, [Bb] work and sleep,
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_ _ _ They read this game two [A] hundred years ago, _ _ _ Thirty ways of dying young poor souls,
_ [Bb] They ate to rest in [F] their soggy robes, Read [C] on their holy books, _ _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ Blood and whiskey on the tongue, No one watching over anyone,
_ [Bb] No one left but [F] your stubborn one, In [C] the crows and roosts, _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Bb] I'll a dying young, [F] _ _ _ [Bb] well I'm not done, _ [F] You watch me [Bb] and I'll watch thee,
[F] I'll a still work for [Bb] two men and drink for three,
_ [F] I raise my flask [Bb] to the clearing skies, [F] To you [Bb] sweepers you carry in [F] spies,
_ To [Bb] scavenge and survive, [F] If you can do [Bb] it, so can I,
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