Capo 3rd fret
Standard (EADGBE)
intro
Wild guitars came from forests; plainly, woodsmen share a calling. Flailing ( )
form a chorus: harmonies of arbors falling . And they play, say Con-
way, and ring, my girl sing, and plead and beg and plead and beg and
and beg and plead and beg to be heard and had and carried on. Without
us, song is nothing.
My wife turned crazy on me one day; started chopping up the bed. Looked past
with gaping eyes. Left me too hard to be scared. She left, but circled
yard. All night she haunted the home. The kids went crazy, life was hard.
sounds of rings: boom. And they play, say Con- way, and ring, my
girl sing, and plead and beg and plead and beg and plead and beg and plead
beg to be heard and had and carried on. Without us, song is nothing.
(solo)
I taught the children to play piano, singing with sweet voice. Music kept
mom away. Melody fostered choice, and choice brought us these days we have,
choice brought us to our rejoicing. Always choose the noise of music.
end the day in sing- ing! And they play, dont they? And ring, and
everthing! And bounce and boil and bounce and boil and bounce and boil, and
and beg to be heard and had and carried on. Without us, song is nothing.