Chords for The Making of Sabbat - Iron from Stone
Tempo:
56.4 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
A
D
G
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
As I rode out one morning, [D] just as the day was dawning,
[A] I gave my usual greeting to [Bm] the sun.
To seek my inspiration, [D] I knew my destination,
[A] A standing stone down where the [Bm] river runs.
[G] Seeing no one [D] else in sight, I sat [A] down to write,
But I was [Bm] not alone.
[G] The sun a little colder, [D] a hand upon my shoulder,
[A] A shadow fell across the [Bm] ancient stone.
So early on in the [B] album, you hear the song Scarborough Fair
that tells of a woman doing [G] impossible tasks to [A] win the love of Elfland
and in [Bm] that song it says, she once was a true love of mine.
So she obviously achieved it.
They became lovers.
The otherworldly man and the human woman became lovers.
[Bm] But what happened?
[G] And that got me thinking, what happened?
An [D] Iron From Stone is about that.
[A] It sounds very personal, but when I wrote it,
I [Bm] wanted that person going out to that standing [G] stone.
It tells of a guy, a songwriter, walking out to [D] the moors,
sitting by a standing stone, looking [Am] around, seeing nobody there,
and then [Bm] feeling a hand on his shoulder,
and he looks up and there's a figure there.
And the sun has got a little colder.
[G] The warmth has been taken out of the air, almost like a [D] ghost has appeared.
Now [A] I thought that that writer [Bm] is the person who wrote Scarborough Fair
[G] and the figure [D] goes on to tell him his story
and he [A] writes Scarborough Fair and tells their [Bm] story,
a song that has been sung and still continues to be sung for hundreds of years.
And I thought, well, what could have broken them up?
And if you go back far enough, [A] in fairy folklore,
it's said that the Fae [Bm] cannot abide iron.
And I thought, well, maybe when we [D] drew iron from stone,
that was when [A] we really got our hands dirty
and our [Bm] heads together at the idea of violence and killing each other.
[G] And that technology [D] probably led us [A] directly to other forms [Bm] of nastiness.
[G] And maybe that's why the Fae don't like iron.
[D] Maybe because that discovery of iron [A] is what finally started to close the door
between [Bm] the other world and our world.
And I'm a great believer in the [G] Fae.
I mean, if you were to describe my spiritual path, you'd [D] probably call it,
I'd probably follow a fairy [A] faith.
So I feel [Bm] the presence of the other world, but [G] it's distant.
It's in the [D] same space, but it's distant.
[A] So [Bm] their story will be sung for many years to come.
But we reap what we have sown from the day we made iron from stone.
[A] I gave my usual greeting to [Bm] the sun.
To seek my inspiration, [D] I knew my destination,
[A] A standing stone down where the [Bm] river runs.
[G] Seeing no one [D] else in sight, I sat [A] down to write,
But I was [Bm] not alone.
[G] The sun a little colder, [D] a hand upon my shoulder,
[A] A shadow fell across the [Bm] ancient stone.
So early on in the [B] album, you hear the song Scarborough Fair
that tells of a woman doing [G] impossible tasks to [A] win the love of Elfland
and in [Bm] that song it says, she once was a true love of mine.
So she obviously achieved it.
They became lovers.
The otherworldly man and the human woman became lovers.
[Bm] But what happened?
[G] And that got me thinking, what happened?
An [D] Iron From Stone is about that.
[A] It sounds very personal, but when I wrote it,
I [Bm] wanted that person going out to that standing [G] stone.
It tells of a guy, a songwriter, walking out to [D] the moors,
sitting by a standing stone, looking [Am] around, seeing nobody there,
and then [Bm] feeling a hand on his shoulder,
and he looks up and there's a figure there.
And the sun has got a little colder.
[G] The warmth has been taken out of the air, almost like a [D] ghost has appeared.
Now [A] I thought that that writer [Bm] is the person who wrote Scarborough Fair
[G] and the figure [D] goes on to tell him his story
and he [A] writes Scarborough Fair and tells their [Bm] story,
a song that has been sung and still continues to be sung for hundreds of years.
And I thought, well, what could have broken them up?
And if you go back far enough, [A] in fairy folklore,
it's said that the Fae [Bm] cannot abide iron.
And I thought, well, maybe when we [D] drew iron from stone,
that was when [A] we really got our hands dirty
and our [Bm] heads together at the idea of violence and killing each other.
[G] And that technology [D] probably led us [A] directly to other forms [Bm] of nastiness.
[G] And maybe that's why the Fae don't like iron.
[D] Maybe because that discovery of iron [A] is what finally started to close the door
between [Bm] the other world and our world.
And I'm a great believer in the [G] Fae.
I mean, if you were to describe my spiritual path, you'd [D] probably call it,
I'd probably follow a fairy [A] faith.
So I feel [Bm] the presence of the other world, but [G] it's distant.
It's in the [D] same space, but it's distant.
[A] So [Bm] their story will be sung for many years to come.
But we reap what we have sown from the day we made iron from stone.
Key:
Bm
A
D
G
B
Bm
A
D
_ _ _ _ _
As I rode out one morning, [D] just as the day was dawning,
[A] I gave my usual greeting to [Bm] the sun.
To seek my inspiration, [D] I knew my destination,
[A] A standing stone down where the [Bm] river runs. _
[G] Seeing no one [D] else in sight, I sat [A] down to write,
But I was [Bm] not alone.
[G] The sun a little colder, [D] a hand upon my shoulder,
[A] A shadow fell across the [Bm] ancient stone.
So early on in the [B] album, you hear the song Scarborough Fair
that tells of a woman doing [G] impossible tasks to [A] win the love of Elfland
and in [Bm] that song it says, she once was a true love of mine.
So she obviously achieved it.
They became lovers.
The otherworldly man and the human woman became lovers.
[Bm] But what happened?
_ [G] And that got me thinking, what happened?
An [D] Iron From Stone is about that.
[A] It sounds very personal, but when I wrote it,
I [Bm] wanted that person going out to that standing [G] stone.
It tells of a guy, a songwriter, walking out to [D] the moors,
sitting by a standing stone, looking [Am] around, seeing nobody there,
and then [Bm] feeling a hand on his shoulder,
and he looks up and there's a figure there.
And the sun has got a little colder.
[G] The warmth has been taken out of the air, almost like a [D] ghost has appeared.
Now [A] I thought that that writer [Bm] is the person who wrote Scarborough Fair
[G] and the figure [D] goes on to tell him his story
and he [A] writes Scarborough Fair and tells their [Bm] story,
a song that has been sung and still continues to be sung for hundreds of years.
And I thought, well, what could have broken them up?
And if you go back far enough, [A] in fairy folklore,
it's said that the Fae [Bm] cannot abide iron.
And I thought, well, maybe when we [D] drew iron from stone,
that was when [A] we really got our hands dirty
and our [Bm] heads together at the idea of violence and killing each other.
[G] And that technology [D] probably led us [A] directly to other forms [Bm] of nastiness.
[G] And maybe that's why the Fae don't like iron.
[D] Maybe because that discovery of iron [A] is what finally started to close the door
between [Bm] the other world and our world.
And I'm a great believer in the [G] Fae.
I mean, if you were to describe my spiritual path, you'd [D] probably call it,
I'd probably follow a fairy [A] faith.
So I feel [Bm] the presence of the other world, but [G] it's distant.
It's in the [D] same space, but it's distant. _
[A] So [Bm] their story will be sung for many years to come.
But we reap what we have sown from the day we made iron from stone. _ _ _ _ _
As I rode out one morning, [D] just as the day was dawning,
[A] I gave my usual greeting to [Bm] the sun.
To seek my inspiration, [D] I knew my destination,
[A] A standing stone down where the [Bm] river runs. _
[G] Seeing no one [D] else in sight, I sat [A] down to write,
But I was [Bm] not alone.
[G] The sun a little colder, [D] a hand upon my shoulder,
[A] A shadow fell across the [Bm] ancient stone.
So early on in the [B] album, you hear the song Scarborough Fair
that tells of a woman doing [G] impossible tasks to [A] win the love of Elfland
and in [Bm] that song it says, she once was a true love of mine.
So she obviously achieved it.
They became lovers.
The otherworldly man and the human woman became lovers.
[Bm] But what happened?
_ [G] And that got me thinking, what happened?
An [D] Iron From Stone is about that.
[A] It sounds very personal, but when I wrote it,
I [Bm] wanted that person going out to that standing [G] stone.
It tells of a guy, a songwriter, walking out to [D] the moors,
sitting by a standing stone, looking [Am] around, seeing nobody there,
and then [Bm] feeling a hand on his shoulder,
and he looks up and there's a figure there.
And the sun has got a little colder.
[G] The warmth has been taken out of the air, almost like a [D] ghost has appeared.
Now [A] I thought that that writer [Bm] is the person who wrote Scarborough Fair
[G] and the figure [D] goes on to tell him his story
and he [A] writes Scarborough Fair and tells their [Bm] story,
a song that has been sung and still continues to be sung for hundreds of years.
And I thought, well, what could have broken them up?
And if you go back far enough, [A] in fairy folklore,
it's said that the Fae [Bm] cannot abide iron.
And I thought, well, maybe when we [D] drew iron from stone,
that was when [A] we really got our hands dirty
and our [Bm] heads together at the idea of violence and killing each other.
[G] And that technology [D] probably led us [A] directly to other forms [Bm] of nastiness.
[G] And maybe that's why the Fae don't like iron.
[D] Maybe because that discovery of iron [A] is what finally started to close the door
between [Bm] the other world and our world.
And I'm a great believer in the [G] Fae.
I mean, if you were to describe my spiritual path, you'd [D] probably call it,
I'd probably follow a fairy [A] faith.
So I feel [Bm] the presence of the other world, but [G] it's distant.
It's in the [D] same space, but it's distant. _
[A] So [Bm] their story will be sung for many years to come.
But we reap what we have sown from the day we made iron from stone. _ _ _ _ _