Chords for Rosanne Cash performing "A Feather's Not A Bird" Live at KCRW's Apogee Sessions
Tempo:
58.25 bpm
Chords used:
C
Cm
Eb
F
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Thank you.
This song opens the record [F] and it kind of lays out the landscape for the
whole thing.
I have a dear friend in [Cm] Florence, Alabama, and she has this workshop called
[E] Alabama Channin, and she hand stitches these [Gb] beautiful [N] clothes.
And she taught me to sew
a couple years ago, and as she was threading my needle, she [C] said, you have to love the
thread.
She wasn't speaking in metaphors, but I heard it in a much bigger way.
This
is called A Feather's Not a Bird.
[Cm] [Eb] [C]
[F] [Cm]
[C] Going down to Florence, gonna wear a pretty dress.
[Cm] Sit atop the magic wall with the voices [F] in my [C] head.
Then [Cm] we'll drive on through to Memphis, past the strongest [C] shows.
On to Arkansas, just to touch the gumbo, so.
[Bb] A feather's not a bird, [Fm] the rain is not the sea.
[Ab] Stone is not a mountain, but a river [C] runs through me.
[Cm] There's never any highway when you're looking for the past.
The land becomes a memory [C] and it happens way too fast.
[Cm] Yeah, the [C] money's all in Nashville, the light's inside my head.
So I'm going down to Florence just to learn to love the thread.
[Eb] A feather's not a bird, [F] the rain is not the sea.
[Eb] A stone is not a mountain, but a river runs [Bb] through me.
[G] [Fm] [Bb] [C] I burned up seven lives and I used up all my charms.
[Cm]
I took the long way home just [Cm] to end up in your arms.
That's why I'm going down to Florence, now I've got a pretty dress.
So [C] I'm gonna let the magic wall put the voices in my [Eb] head.
A feather's not a bird, [Fm] the rain is not the sea.
[Eb] A stone is not a mountain, [F] but a river runs through [Eb] me.
A feather's not a [Fm] bird, the rain is not the [Ab] sea.
A stone is not a [Bb] mountain.
[Eb] Feather's not [Fm] a bird, the rain is not the sea.
[Eb] A stone is not a mountain, but a river [F] runs through [C] me.
[N]
This song opens the record [F] and it kind of lays out the landscape for the
whole thing.
I have a dear friend in [Cm] Florence, Alabama, and she has this workshop called
[E] Alabama Channin, and she hand stitches these [Gb] beautiful [N] clothes.
And she taught me to sew
a couple years ago, and as she was threading my needle, she [C] said, you have to love the
thread.
She wasn't speaking in metaphors, but I heard it in a much bigger way.
This
is called A Feather's Not a Bird.
[Cm] [Eb] [C]
[F] [Cm]
[C] Going down to Florence, gonna wear a pretty dress.
[Cm] Sit atop the magic wall with the voices [F] in my [C] head.
Then [Cm] we'll drive on through to Memphis, past the strongest [C] shows.
On to Arkansas, just to touch the gumbo, so.
[Bb] A feather's not a bird, [Fm] the rain is not the sea.
[Ab] Stone is not a mountain, but a river [C] runs through me.
[Cm] There's never any highway when you're looking for the past.
The land becomes a memory [C] and it happens way too fast.
[Cm] Yeah, the [C] money's all in Nashville, the light's inside my head.
So I'm going down to Florence just to learn to love the thread.
[Eb] A feather's not a bird, [F] the rain is not the sea.
[Eb] A stone is not a mountain, but a river runs [Bb] through me.
[G] [Fm] [Bb] [C] I burned up seven lives and I used up all my charms.
[Cm]
I took the long way home just [Cm] to end up in your arms.
That's why I'm going down to Florence, now I've got a pretty dress.
So [C] I'm gonna let the magic wall put the voices in my [Eb] head.
A feather's not a bird, [Fm] the rain is not the sea.
[Eb] A stone is not a mountain, [F] but a river runs through [Eb] me.
A feather's not a [Fm] bird, the rain is not the [Ab] sea.
A stone is not a [Bb] mountain.
[Eb] Feather's not [Fm] a bird, the rain is not the sea.
[Eb] A stone is not a mountain, but a river [F] runs through [C] me.
[N]
Key:
C
Cm
Eb
F
Fm
C
Cm
Eb
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Thank you.
This song opens the record [F] and it kind of lays out the landscape for the
whole thing.
I have a dear friend in [Cm] Florence, Alabama, and she has this workshop called
[E] Alabama Channin, and she hand stitches these [Gb] beautiful [N] clothes.
And she taught me to sew
a couple years ago, and as she was threading my needle, she [C] said, you have to love the
thread.
_ She wasn't speaking in metaphors, but I heard it in a much bigger way.
This
is called A Feather's Not a Bird.
[Cm] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Cm] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ Going down to Florence, gonna wear a pretty dress.
_ [Cm] Sit atop the magic wall with the voices [F] in my [C] head.
_ Then [Cm] we'll drive on through to Memphis, past the strongest [C] shows.
_ _ On to Arkansas, just to touch the gumbo, so.
_ _ [Bb] A feather's not a bird, [Fm] the rain is not the sea.
[Ab] Stone is not a mountain, but a river [C] runs through me. _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ There's never any highway when you're looking for the past.
_ _ The land becomes a memory [C] and it happens way too fast.
[Cm] _ Yeah, the [C] money's all in Nashville, the light's inside my head.
_ So I'm going down to Florence just to learn to love the thread.
_ _ [Eb] A feather's not a bird, [F] the rain is not the sea.
[Eb] A stone is not a mountain, but a river runs [Bb] through me. _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Bb] _ [C] I burned up seven lives and I used up all my charms.
_ [Cm] _
I took the long way home just [Cm] to end up in your arms.
_ That's why I'm going down to Florence, now I've got a pretty dress.
_ So [C] I'm gonna let the magic wall put the voices in my [Eb] head.
A feather's not a bird, [Fm] the rain is not the sea.
[Eb] A stone is not a mountain, [F] but a river runs through [Eb] me.
A feather's not a [Fm] bird, the rain is not the [Ab] sea.
A stone is not a [Bb] mountain.
_ [Eb] Feather's not [Fm] a bird, the rain is not the sea.
[Eb] A stone is not a mountain, but a river [F] runs through [C] me. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Thank you.
This song opens the record [F] and it kind of lays out the landscape for the
whole thing.
I have a dear friend in [Cm] Florence, Alabama, and she has this workshop called
[E] Alabama Channin, and she hand stitches these [Gb] beautiful [N] clothes.
And she taught me to sew
a couple years ago, and as she was threading my needle, she [C] said, you have to love the
thread.
_ She wasn't speaking in metaphors, but I heard it in a much bigger way.
This
is called A Feather's Not a Bird.
[Cm] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Cm] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ Going down to Florence, gonna wear a pretty dress.
_ [Cm] Sit atop the magic wall with the voices [F] in my [C] head.
_ Then [Cm] we'll drive on through to Memphis, past the strongest [C] shows.
_ _ On to Arkansas, just to touch the gumbo, so.
_ _ [Bb] A feather's not a bird, [Fm] the rain is not the sea.
[Ab] Stone is not a mountain, but a river [C] runs through me. _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ There's never any highway when you're looking for the past.
_ _ The land becomes a memory [C] and it happens way too fast.
[Cm] _ Yeah, the [C] money's all in Nashville, the light's inside my head.
_ So I'm going down to Florence just to learn to love the thread.
_ _ [Eb] A feather's not a bird, [F] the rain is not the sea.
[Eb] A stone is not a mountain, but a river runs [Bb] through me. _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [Bb] _ [C] I burned up seven lives and I used up all my charms.
_ [Cm] _
I took the long way home just [Cm] to end up in your arms.
_ That's why I'm going down to Florence, now I've got a pretty dress.
_ So [C] I'm gonna let the magic wall put the voices in my [Eb] head.
A feather's not a bird, [Fm] the rain is not the sea.
[Eb] A stone is not a mountain, [F] but a river runs through [Eb] me.
A feather's not a [Fm] bird, the rain is not the [Ab] sea.
A stone is not a [Bb] mountain.
_ [Eb] Feather's not [Fm] a bird, the rain is not the sea.
[Eb] A stone is not a mountain, but a river [F] runs through [C] me. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
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