yon two crows by mark knopfler from privateering album
for any questions mail me to fffoma@gmail . com
Ammaj7 = [ x02110 ]
Am6 = [ 5×4555 ]
time : 4/4
key : D minor
capo : 5 fret
| Am | % | % | % |
Am
Ammaj7
pennies from heaven
Am7
dont make me laugh
here all youll get
Am6
is the pattering rain
F C/G
or yon two crows up over the hill
G
looking for winterkill
Am
always at your boots
Ammaj7 Am7
the mud behind the byre
Am6
with its clammy hold
F
would mock you up a grave
C/G G
here in the mire of a wrecked sheepfold
C/G
and all youll bring to this
F C/G
is muscle and grit
F C/G
persistence , thats just about it
what made you think
F
thered be a living in sheep?
C/E F C/E F
eat , work , eat , work and sleep
Am
duck under the eaves
Ammaj7
of the bothy
Am7 Am6 F
to sit here , caged by rain
somewhere to go conjure
C
a next move
G
when i have to think again
Am
Ammaj7 Am7
the dog lifts his gaze to plead
Am6 F
believes the wizard has a magic stick
C
leans his weight into my tweed
G
i give an unholy hand to lick
C
i take a swig of sheep dip
F C
from my flask
F C
and once again i ask
what made you think
F
thered be a living in sheep?
C F C F
eat , work , eat , work and sleep
| Am C | G | % | Em |
| Am | Em | – G | Am |
| Am | % | % |
Am
they were at this game
Ammaj7 Am7
two hundred years ago
had thirty ways
Am6 F
of dying young , poor souls
C/G
laid to rest in their soggy rows
G
rain on their holy books
Am
Ammaj7
blood and whisky
Am7
on the tongue
Am6 F
and no – one watching over anyone
C
no – one left but your stubborn one
G
and the crows and rooks
C
F C
ah , the dying young
F C/G
well im not done
F
you watch me and ill watch thee
C
i can still work for two men
F C
and drink for three
and i raise my flask
F C/G
to the clearing skies
to you , sweepers
F C/G
you carrion spies
F C/G
to scavenge and survive
F
if you can do it so can i
| Am C | G | % | Em |
| Am | Em | – G | Am | repeat
| Dsus2 |
yon two crows by mark knopfler from privateering album
for any questions mail me to fffoma@gmail . com
Ammaj7 = [ x02110 ]
Am6 = [ 5×4555 ]
time : 4/4
key : D minor
capo : 5 fret
| Am | % | % | % |
Am
Ammaj7
pennies from heaven
Am7
dont make me laugh
here all youll get
Am6
is the pattering rain
F C/G
or yon two crows up over the hill
G
looking for winterkill
Am
always at your boots
Ammaj7 Am7
the mud behind the byre
Am6
with its clammy hold
F
would mock you up a grave
C/G G
here in the mire of a wrecked sheepfold
C/G
and all youll bring to this
F C/G
is muscle and grit
F C/G
persistence , thats just about it
what made you think
F
thered be a living in sheep?
C/E F C/E F
eat , work , eat , work and sleep
Am
duck under the eaves
Ammaj7
of the bothy
Am7 Am6 F
to sit here , caged by rain
somewhere to go conjure
C
a next move
G
when i have to think again
Am
Ammaj7 Am7
the dog lifts his gaze to plead
Am6 F
believes the wizard has a magic stick
C
leans his weight into my tweed
G
i give an unholy hand to lick
C
i take a swig of sheep dip
F C
from my flask
F C
and once again i ask
what made you think
F
thered be a living in sheep?
C F C F
eat , work , eat , work and sleep
| Am C | G | % | Em |
| Am | Em | – G | Am |
| Am | % | % |
Am
they were at this game
Ammaj7 Am7
two hundred years ago
had thirty ways
Am6 F
of dying young , poor souls
C/G
laid to rest in their soggy rows
G
rain on their holy books
Am
Ammaj7
blood and whisky
Am7
on the tongue
Am6 F
and no – one watching over anyone
C
no – one left but your stubborn one
G
and the crows and rooks
C
F C
ah , the dying young
F C/G
well im not done
F
you watch me and ill watch thee
C
i can still work for two men
F C
and drink for three
and i raise my flask
F C/G
to the clearing skies
to you , sweepers
F C/G
you carrion spies
F C/G
to scavenge and survive
F
if you can do it so can i
| Am C | G | % | Em |
| Am | Em | – G | Am | repeat
| Dsus2 |
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