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/A Am .... 020010 /C C C9-C-Cmaj7-C /G G .. -||| G9-G... D ...... D4-D-D9-D C9b5(-30032)..... C9 ... C9b5 C9... /G G5-||||| C D-|||||D4-D C G D . . /G /F# /E Em | - | - | - | D/F#-/G /G G - |-|-|-| A All around the winds they blow and owls sit brooding in the snow B - | |-|-| - C2-C2 B | |-|-| D2 - D2 Freeze, freeze the bitter sky . . . . shield my eyes encased inside /E/E Em |-|-| - | D/F# /G/G G |-|-| - | - | A Blow, blow, the winter winds in silence unremembered friends B B B | | C2-| B B B - | - | - | D2 The naked world in quiet light 'neath a broken moon out passed the night Em2-|- |||||- D2-C2-|-|||| D2 The sailor stares across the waves, and plots a course to new enclaves G-|-|||| A B|- D2-C2 Man the rail me hearties yo ho, in friendship bound we sing we row B-| G||-A B||| C2-| The ancient mariner will know how to put to stern the debts we owe B Am G D/F# Cmaj7(sust.) To warmer climes we're bound yo ho! Am-|-|||| 020010 C-|-|| C9-C-Cmaj7-C Ay-oh unto green holly, Ay-oh unto green holly /G G G9 - G - G9-G D| - | | | D4 - D-D4-D Stand fast for your mates and your Mollys, even though most loves are follies C9b5|||-C9-||C9b5 C9 /G G5 -|||| C-D-|||||-D4-D C G D-|||||-D4-D D9-D| Ay - oh hey - aweigh || Am-| - |||| 020010 C-|-|| C9-C-Cmaj7-C Sing Ay-oh unto green holly, Ay-oh unto green holly /G G G9 - G - G9-G D| - | | | D4 - D-D4-D Stand fast for your mates and your mollies, even though most loves are follies C9b5|||-C9-||C9b5 C9 /G G5-|||| C-D Ay - oh hey - aweigh D||||-D4-D C G D-|||||-D4-D C G . . . D-|||||-D4-D C G D(sust.) ------------------------------ Tempo 126 Master || Demo || Scratch || JC Setlist || Tunelist This little shanty started off as a winter poem mashup. Mostly became a counter to Shakespeare's Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind Game Of Thrones and the slenderman reference embody Blake's steel ribbed rider. Winter is coming. Might want to Hodor (Bar thine adamantine doors). Molly (Urban Dictionary) An Old Man's Winter Night by Robert Frost All out of doors looked darkly in at him Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars That gathers on the pane in empty rooms What kept his eyes from giving back the gaze Was the lamp tilted near them in his hand What kept him from remembering what it was That brought him to that creaking room was age He stood with barrels round him -- at a loss And having scared the cellar under him In clomping there, he scared it once again In clomping off; -- and scared the outer night Which has its sounds, familiar, like the roar Of trees and crack of branches, common things But nothing so like beating on a box A light he was to no one but himself Where now he sat, concerned with he knew what A quiet light, and then not even that He consigned to the moon, such as she was So late-arising, to the broken moon As better than the sun in any case For such a charge, his snow upon the roof His icicles along the wall to keep And slept. The log that shifted with a jolt Once in the stove, disturbed him and he shifted And eased his heavy breathing, but still slept One aged man -- one man -- can't keep a house A farm, a countryside, or if he can It's thus he does it of a winter nigh ------------------------------ Winter |
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