Misc Soundtrack – A Mighty Wind - Skeletons Of Quinto (Ukulele)

Am                      Am/G
 I worked the fields my father worked,

F                        E
 From dawn until setting sun.

Am                      Am/G
 My calloused hands and wind-burned face,

F                    E
 Have marked me as a man.

C                     G
 Who has no voice, no rights, no hope,

F                     E
 No place to call his own.

        Am        Am/G  F       E       Am
And the skeletons,   of Quinto, call me home.

Dm                                                Am
 The silver tentacles of the moon's rays haunt me,

Dm                                    E
 The deathly silence of the mountains, chill me to the bone.

        Am        Am/G  F       E       Am
And the skeletons,   of Quinto, call me home.

Am                  Am/G             F              E
 If I lived to be a hundred, I won't know me Papa's plight.

Am                  Am/G          F                   E
 The cruelty of the master's whip, the horrors of the night.

C                       G
 He braved them all and stood his ground;

F                 E
 The bravest ever known.

        Am        Am/G  F       E       Am
And the skeletons,   of Quinto, call me home.

Dm                                                Am
 Un Oceano de verguenza incita nuestros recuerdos,

Dm
 Me estremecen hasta los huesos,

                                                   E
Y los esqueleetos de Quinto, me llaman a mi morada.

Am                    Am/G          F                    E
 I know that somehow, in this world, the workers must be free.

Am                      Am/G    F                     E
 The toil and sweat and tyranny, the fascist jeu d'es-prit.

C                   G            F                     E
 Will only serve to keep us down; and aid the bourgeoi-sie.

        Am        Am/G  F       E       Am
And the skeletons,   of Quinto, call me home.