Foy Vance – Closed Hand Full Of Friends (Guitar)
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I Absolutely Love This Song, And This Is My First tab
So I Hope That It Isn't Too Bad And That You Guys Enjoy It
[Intro]
Eb
[Verse]
Eb The scenery's changing and it warms my soul Eb I'm 200 miles down and a long way yet to go Eb So get your boots on and your walking cool Eb And we'll together leave our footprints upon a virgin snow Eb Bb Cm Ab That ancient sunrise will soon descend Eb Bb Cm Ab And we'll be left here pondering on the things which you cannot change Eb So let's start over with no means to an end Eb Bb Cm Ab Just in love and out of hope and a closed hand, full of friends
[Break]
Eb F Gmin Ab X2
Bb
[Chorus]
Eb Ab Yeah, well, livin' was alright but I was dead in the water Eb Ab Couldn't see it in its light, I couldn't kneel in its altar Cm Bb All I wanted was to tear it right down to the ground Eb Bb Eb Ab But I'm feeling alright now, yeah, I'm feeling alright
[Break]
Ab Bb Cm Ab
[Verse]
Eb Bb Cm Ab Eb Every morning when the coffee's on Eb Bb Cm Ab And I rediscover that color in your eyes, in its gold and its bronze Eb And in the moonlight go get the camera, just go Eb Bb Cm Ab With the recitations of the parish poets popping on our scrolls
[Break]
Eb F Gmin Ab X2
Bb
[Chorus]
Eb Ab Yeah, well, I was alright but I was dead in the water Eb Ab Couldn't see in it's light, I couldn't kneel in its altar Cm Bb All I wanted was a turn right down to the promising Eb Ab Through this fleeting culture Bb Eb Ab And hide away from the wolves and the vultures Cm Bb All they wanted was to tear me right down to the ground Eb Bb Eb Ab Oh, I'm feeling alright, I am now, yeah, I'm feeling alright
[Bridge] (For This Section There Is A Drone Of Eb
But You Can Improv With The Other Chords We've Already Used If You Want To Match The Backing Singers)
Eb In the recitations of the parish poets Eb In the buildings, in the burrows, in the locked boats Eb I will find my means to an end Eb With an open heart in hold and a closed hand, full of friends Eb In the recitations of the parish poets Eb In the buildings, in the burrows, in the lochte boats Eb I will find my means to an end Eb With an open heart in hold and a closed hand, full of friends Eb In the recitations of the parish poets Eb In the buildings, in the burrows, in the locked boats Eb I will find my means to an end Eb With an open heart in hold and a closed hand, full of friends Eb In the recitations of the parish poets Eb In the buildings, in the burrows, in the locked boats Eb I will find my means to an end Eb With an open heart in hold and a closed hand, full of friends