The Lost Dog Street Band – September Doves
Listen to this version on youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eh47m0dUdbc
Here it is played with Capo 2 (transpose to halfsteps down if you want to see
the open chord-finger sets for this style). The whole thing sounds better then,
especially the 'D'.
Beautiful!!! : > ... so tender ....
4/4 Beat
[Intro]
A F#m
A F#m
A F#m
E D A
[Verse 1]
A F#m
There was a very sacred place back where I grew
A F#m
Between three old pine trees that nobody knew
A F#m
I'd close my eyes and pass the time like youngin's often do
E D A
But now I'm long gone, completely ruined
A F#m
Darlin' you and I were made for many different things
A F#m
To live and learn and lie and life, fight and dance and sing
A F#m
But our hearts have been so battered by the things that we have seen
E D A
And I can feel it in the way you look at me
[Chorus]
E F#m D A
We could pick any old road and start again
E F#m D A
Hell, we could change our names and try to forget
E F#m
Lord knows I'll be sorry when it's done
A F#m E A
But circumstances shot us down like September doves
A F#m E A
Circumstances shot us down like September doves
[Verse 2]
A F#m
My grandmother's lullabies used to sing me to sleep
A F#m
I can't sleep nowadays without liquid relief
A F#m
Well if lullabies were whiskey then my Grandma's drinks were cheap.
E D A
I can't afford sleep anymore
A F#m
And we were never made for love our souls are far too old
A F#m
But loneliness needs company and a lost dog needs a home
A F#m
So you will be the fire and I will be the coal
E D A
Baby we can burn out of control
[Chorus]
E F#m D A
We could pick any old road and start again
E F#m D A
Hell, we could change our names and try to forget
E F#m
Lord knows I'll be sorry when it's done
A F#m E A
But circumstances shot us down like September doves
A F#m E A
Circumstances shot us down like September doves
[Violin Solo]
A F#m
A F#m
A F#m
E D A
[Chorus]
E F#m D A
We could pick any old road and start again
E F#m D A
Hell, we could change our names and try to forget
E F#m
Lord knows I'll be sorry when it's done
A F#m E A
But circumstances shot us down like September doves
A F#m E A
Circumstances shot us down like September doves
