Chords for Sound A Dream Makes - Gordon Mote
Tempo:
64.9 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F#
G#
D#m
A#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#]
[F#]
Volunteer behind [C#] the desk, said, son you'd better get some rest.
There's plenty [Fm] of these sleepless nights to [C#] come.
[G#] I'm guessing this must be your first.
You say it's gonna be a girl.
[D#m] You're in trouble, son.
It's [D#] two against one.
[C#] [G#] But that first time you hear her cry, [F#] it'll all become [C#] so clear.
[D#m] Dreams aren't just [C#] for holding, [F#] it's something you can hear.
[C#] It's the first steps that she takes, [A#m] the first time you hear her say,
[F#] Oh I love you daddy, and it takes your breath [C#] away.
A [G#]
[C#] yellow bus on her first day, [A#m] singing in the Christmas play,
[D#m] Jumping [F#] in the leaves you [G#] just raised.
That's the [F#] sound a dream [C#] makes.
[G#] He walked out from behind the desk, straightened up his cotton vest,
Pulled his [D#] wallet out as he [G#] sat down.
[C#] [G#] Took a picture out and smiled, said, this one here's my first grandchild.
[D#m] She loves to ride around [C#] with grandpa in town.
[G#] And just when you think a quiet house [F#] is where the [D#] story ends,
[D#m] Oh your baby [C#] has a baby, [F#] and the dream begins again.
[C#] It's that knee she's gonna scrape, [A#m] tears rolling down her face.
[F#] And she'll say, Grandpa, can you make it be [C#] okay?
[G#] [C#] When her laughter gives away, [A#m] her favorite hiding place,
[D#m] The first [F#] time you ever hear [G#] her pray,
Oh that's the sound [F#] a dream
[C#] makes.
[F#] [C#]
[A#m] [Fm]
[C#] When her laughter gives away, [A#m] her favorite hiding [D#m] place,
The first [F#] time you ever hear [G#] her pray,
[D#m] Oh that's the [C#] sound, that's the sound a dream makes.
That's the sound a dream makes.
[D#] [F#] [C#]
[F#]
Volunteer behind [C#] the desk, said, son you'd better get some rest.
There's plenty [Fm] of these sleepless nights to [C#] come.
[G#] I'm guessing this must be your first.
You say it's gonna be a girl.
[D#m] You're in trouble, son.
It's [D#] two against one.
[C#] [G#] But that first time you hear her cry, [F#] it'll all become [C#] so clear.
[D#m] Dreams aren't just [C#] for holding, [F#] it's something you can hear.
[C#] It's the first steps that she takes, [A#m] the first time you hear her say,
[F#] Oh I love you daddy, and it takes your breath [C#] away.
A [G#]
[C#] yellow bus on her first day, [A#m] singing in the Christmas play,
[D#m] Jumping [F#] in the leaves you [G#] just raised.
That's the [F#] sound a dream [C#] makes.
[G#] He walked out from behind the desk, straightened up his cotton vest,
Pulled his [D#] wallet out as he [G#] sat down.
[C#] [G#] Took a picture out and smiled, said, this one here's my first grandchild.
[D#m] She loves to ride around [C#] with grandpa in town.
[G#] And just when you think a quiet house [F#] is where the [D#] story ends,
[D#m] Oh your baby [C#] has a baby, [F#] and the dream begins again.
[C#] It's that knee she's gonna scrape, [A#m] tears rolling down her face.
[F#] And she'll say, Grandpa, can you make it be [C#] okay?
[G#] [C#] When her laughter gives away, [A#m] her favorite hiding place,
[D#m] The first [F#] time you ever hear [G#] her pray,
Oh that's the sound [F#] a dream
[C#] makes.
[F#] [C#]
[A#m] [Fm]
[C#] When her laughter gives away, [A#m] her favorite hiding [D#m] place,
The first [F#] time you ever hear [G#] her pray,
[D#m] Oh that's the [C#] sound, that's the sound a dream makes.
That's the sound a dream makes.
[D#] [F#] [C#]
Key:
C#
F#
G#
D#m
A#m
C#
F#
G#
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#]
Volunteer behind [C#] the desk, said, son you'd better get some rest.
There's plenty [Fm] of these sleepless nights to [C#] come.
_ _ [G#] I'm guessing this must be your first.
You say it's gonna be a girl.
[D#m] You're in trouble, son.
It's [D#] two against one.
[C#] _ _ [G#] But that first time you hear her cry, [F#] it'll all become [C#] so clear.
[D#m] Dreams aren't just [C#] for holding, [F#] it's something you can hear. _
[C#] It's the first steps that she takes, [A#m] the first time you hear her say,
[F#] Oh I love you daddy, and it takes your breath [C#] away.
A [G#] _
[C#] yellow bus on her first day, [A#m] singing in the Christmas play,
[D#m] Jumping [F#] in the leaves you [G#] just raised. _
That's the [F#] sound a dream [C#] makes. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] He walked out from behind the desk, straightened up his cotton vest,
Pulled his [D#] wallet out as he [G#] sat down.
[C#] _ _ [G#] Took a picture out and smiled, said, this one here's my first grandchild.
[D#m] She loves to ride around [C#] with grandpa in town.
_ _ [G#] And just when you think a quiet house [F#] is where the [D#] story ends,
[D#m] Oh your baby [C#] has a baby, [F#] and the dream begins again.
[C#] It's that knee she's gonna scrape, [A#m] tears rolling down her face.
[F#] And she'll say, Grandpa, can you make it be [C#] okay?
_ [G#] _ [C#] When her laughter gives away, [A#m] her favorite hiding place,
_ [D#m] The first [F#] time you ever hear [G#] her pray,
_ Oh that's the sound [F#] a dream _
[C#] _ makes.
_ [F#] _ [C#] _ _ _
[A#m] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _
[C#] When her laughter gives away, [A#m] her favorite hiding _ [D#m] place,
The first [F#] time you ever hear [G#] her pray, _
[D#m] Oh that's the [C#] sound, _ that's the sound a dream makes.
_ _ _ _ _ That's the sound a dream _ makes.
_ _ [D#] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#]
Volunteer behind [C#] the desk, said, son you'd better get some rest.
There's plenty [Fm] of these sleepless nights to [C#] come.
_ _ [G#] I'm guessing this must be your first.
You say it's gonna be a girl.
[D#m] You're in trouble, son.
It's [D#] two against one.
[C#] _ _ [G#] But that first time you hear her cry, [F#] it'll all become [C#] so clear.
[D#m] Dreams aren't just [C#] for holding, [F#] it's something you can hear. _
[C#] It's the first steps that she takes, [A#m] the first time you hear her say,
[F#] Oh I love you daddy, and it takes your breath [C#] away.
A [G#] _
[C#] yellow bus on her first day, [A#m] singing in the Christmas play,
[D#m] Jumping [F#] in the leaves you [G#] just raised. _
That's the [F#] sound a dream [C#] makes. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] He walked out from behind the desk, straightened up his cotton vest,
Pulled his [D#] wallet out as he [G#] sat down.
[C#] _ _ [G#] Took a picture out and smiled, said, this one here's my first grandchild.
[D#m] She loves to ride around [C#] with grandpa in town.
_ _ [G#] And just when you think a quiet house [F#] is where the [D#] story ends,
[D#m] Oh your baby [C#] has a baby, [F#] and the dream begins again.
[C#] It's that knee she's gonna scrape, [A#m] tears rolling down her face.
[F#] And she'll say, Grandpa, can you make it be [C#] okay?
_ [G#] _ [C#] When her laughter gives away, [A#m] her favorite hiding place,
_ [D#m] The first [F#] time you ever hear [G#] her pray,
_ Oh that's the sound [F#] a dream _
[C#] _ makes.
_ [F#] _ [C#] _ _ _
[A#m] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _
[C#] When her laughter gives away, [A#m] her favorite hiding _ [D#m] place,
The first [F#] time you ever hear [G#] her pray, _
[D#m] Oh that's the [C#] sound, _ that's the sound a dream makes.
_ _ _ _ _ That's the sound a dream _ makes.
_ _ [D#] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _