[ Предположительная тональность: G ] Mariee Sioux Bundles by lopsang Tuning : Standard Capo2 intro : Am / G / D / Am G D Am G D e|-------------3--------2---------------|------------------3--------3---------------| b|-1--------0--0--------3----------3----|-0~1--1--------0--0--------2----------3----| g|----2-----------0----------2--------2-|---------2-----------0----------2--------2-| d|-------2-----------0----------0-------|------------2-----------0----------0-------| a|-0--------------------0---------------|-0----0--------------------0---------------| E|-------------0------------------------|------------------0------------------------| Am G D e|------------------3--------2--------------------| b|-0~1--1--------0--0--------3----------------0~1-| g|---------2-----------0----------2-----2--2------| d|------------2-----------0----------0------------| a|-0----0--------------------0--------------------| E|------------------0-----------------------------| Am C G D Oh, pick me up I'm this bundle of sticks Am C G D Tied with the stems of clover and brambles Oh, pick me up I'm this bundle Wrapped in shrouds of muscle Am C G And patched with cedars and shadows Am C G D Patched for a million miles Am C G Waiting like a praying mantis To be found by a curious child Am C G D Those tiny ones with open-eyed wonder Am C G Like the jaws of a yawning coyote Or a cactus blooming early Am(5) Em And loving dawn like a mother Loving dawn like a mother C G D And wishing that rain was the answer X2 Am(5) Em And loving dawn like a mother Loving dawn like a mother C G D And wishing that rain was the answer And in curious jars we're a spinning'n 'n 'n Am(5) Em Spinning, spinning, spinning into sickness Spinning, spinning, spinning into sickness C G And singing for stillness X2 Spinning, spinning, spinning into sickness Spinning, spinning, spinning into sickness C G And making up a still bed C G D making up a still bed D Em And making up a still bed Em/Em/Em/Em/C/Em/G C /C /C/Em/D /D C G D So I'm notching my spine with thorns pulled from your thumb notching my spine with thorns pulled from your thumb C and I am swallowing my, G D I'm swallowing my bees down C G D I'm buckling my, I'm buckling my knees up I'm eating my own hide to hide in my own skin I'm eating my own hide to hide in my own skin Am C G D 'Till I am left a hanging Am C G Upside down and draining Am C G D Like skinned does a dangling Am C G From a hunters oak limb Like my sisters those does woven in red shrouds Am C G D Wearing bare ribbons Am C G of tightly wrapped muscles And bearing the burden Am C G D of being that gift from the forest That turns humans wooden D when opened C /C /C/Em/G (ou Em/Em/Em/Em/C/Em/G) C /C /C/Em/D /D C Em D So can you, can you, can you tell me? So can you, can you, can you tell me? Am(5) Em If it's easier to be emptier but lighter Am(5) C G D Or if it's easier to be the lantern or the fire Am(5) Em If it's easier to be a lover or an echo Am(5) C G D If it's easier to be the bull or the fighter Am(5) Em Or if it's easier to die by arrows or by tigers Am(5) C G D If it's easier to fly by monarchs or by sparrows C G D By monarchs or by sparrows D C (ou Em) Oh, let me know Em/Em/Em/Em/Em/C/Em/G C /C /C/Em/D C /C /C/Em/D /D C Em D And there's a grizzly bearing in me There's a grizzly bearing in me D And in you and in us and in we D G Am D And in you and in us and in we Em(7) C Grizzly paws hide me Grizzly paws hold me Grizzly cradles me Em(7) C Raising my like an offering C G D Of a bundle of sticks to the sun Of a bundle of sticks to the sun, D Em to the sun Em/Em/Em/Em/Em/C/Em/G C /C /C/Em/D /D C/G/Am/Am/Am C/G/Am/Am/Am/Am/Am Am C G Am Now I'm sewing, sewing, sewing medicine bundles C G Am With grass threads and porcupine quills I'm filling them up with galaxy beams C G Am And with all the stars you've snuffed and all the ghosts you've been With every shape you've morphed and all the trees you've stumped I'm filling them up with all the blood your heart has pumped and pumped And with all of the love that your mouth has rushed With all of the voices that your ears have rung With all of the life that your dirt has sprung And with all of the magic that your gardens have grown I'm filling up these bundes with all the seeds you've sewn, and sewn, and sewn All the roots you've webbed and all the wind you've blown, and blown, and blown C G Am G D All the roots you've webbed and all the wind you've blooohoo ouhohohooo D C G Am And I'm filling up these bundles with all the twins you've born With every brother lost and all the organs you've loaned With every brother lost and all the organs you've loaned C G Am G D With every brother lost and all the organs you've loanooohoo ouhohohooo Am G D (like into picking) So, pick us up we're these bundles Tied with the stems of clover and brambles Oh, pick us up we're these bundles Wrapped in shrouds of muscle Voil
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