indigo girls
cordova
originally for the piano so these are the basic guitar chords , don’t hesitate to
experiment with altered voicings!
no capo
Am Bm
the volunteers come for your prayers
C
and some souvenirs ,
Am Bm
with ivory skin and boycott lessons
C
year after year .
G D
well i’m tracing your face up in the space
Am
of the bottom bunk ,
C
oh cordova .
G D
where i cried and i cried ,
Am C
i knew i was trading on things that i didn’t have ,
D
the things that i didn’t have .
Am
now you come to me
Bm C
with revolution’s , infidelity ,
Am Bm
with blacklisted friends and tupperware kin ,
C
and your big history .
G D
well i’m tracing your face up in the space
Am
of the bottom bunk ,
C
oh cordova .
G D
where i cried and i cried ,
Am C
i knew i was trading on things that i didn’t have ,
D
the things that i didn’t have .
Am Bm
i memorize the lullabies
C
of dwindling lives .
Am Bm
the lay of the land , the touch of each hand
C
we lose by and by .
G D Am
i’m tracing your face up in the space of the bottom bunk ,
C
oh cordova .
G D
where i cried and i cried ,
Am C
i knew i was trading on things that i didn’t have ,
D
the things that i didn’t have .
indigo girls
cordova
originally for the piano so these are the basic guitar chords , don’t hesitate to
experiment with altered voicings!
no capo
Am Bm
the volunteers come for your prayers
C
and some souvenirs ,
Am Bm
with ivory skin and boycott lessons
C
year after year .
G D
well i’m tracing your face up in the space
Am
of the bottom bunk ,
C
oh cordova .
G D
where i cried and i cried ,
Am C
i knew i was trading on things that i didn’t have ,
D
the things that i didn’t have .
Am
now you come to me
Bm C
with revolution’s , infidelity ,
Am Bm
with blacklisted friends and tupperware kin ,
C
and your big history .
G D
well i’m tracing your face up in the space
Am
of the bottom bunk ,
C
oh cordova .
G D
where i cried and i cried ,
Am C
i knew i was trading on things that i didn’t have ,
D
the things that i didn’t have .
Am Bm
i memorize the lullabies
C
of dwindling lives .
Am Bm
the lay of the land , the touch of each hand
C
we lose by and by .
G D Am
i’m tracing your face up in the space of the bottom bunk ,
C
oh cordova .
G D
where i cried and i cried ,
Am C
i knew i was trading on things that i didn’t have ,
D
the things that i didn’t have .
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