Fingers To The Bone

Brown Bird

Composição de: David Lamb
tom: Em Afinação: E A D G B E
INTRO & INSTRUMENTAL:
   Em7                       
   |           |           |           |
E|----------------0--------0h2--0------------0-----|
B|-------0-----3-----0-------------0---3-----------|
G|-------------------------------------------------|
D|-------2-----------2-------------2---------------| (x3)
A|-------------------------------------------------|
E|-0-----------3-----------0-----------3-----2-----|

E|-------------------0-----------------------------|
B|-------0-----3-----------0-----------------------|
G|-------------------------------2-----0-----------|
D|-------2-----------2-----------------------4-----| (x1)
A|-------------------------------0-----------------|
E|-0-----------3-----------0-----------3-----2-----|

Verse
   Em
E|-------0-----------0-----------0-----------0-----|
B|-------0-----------0-----------0-----------0-----|
G|-------0-----------0-----------0-----------0-----|
D|-------------------------------------------0-----| (x3)
A|-------------------------------------------------|
E|-0-----------3-----------0-----------3-----2-----|
   |           |           |           |
   B7
E|-------2--------2-----2--------------------------|
B|-------0--------0-----0--------------------------|
G|-------2--------2-----2--------------------------|
D|-------------------1-----------------------------|
A|-2-----------2-----------2-----0-----------------|
E|-------------------------------------3-----2-----|
   |           |           |           |

   Em                                      
E|-------0--------0-----0--------0--------0-----0--|
B|-------0--------0-----0--------0--------0-----0--|
G|-------0--------0-----0--------0--------0-----0--|
D|-------------------2-----------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------|
E|-0-----------3-----------0-----------3-----2-----|
   |           |           |           |

   A                                       
E|-------0--------0-----0--------0--------0-----0--|
B|-------2--------2-----2--------2--------2-----0--|
G|-------2--------2-----2--------2--------2-----0--|
D|-------------------2-----------------------2-----|
A|-0-----------0-----------0-----------0-----------|
E|-------------------------------------------------|

   Em                                      
E|-------0--------0-----0--------0--------0-----0--|
B|-------0--------0-----0--------0--------0-----0--|
G|-------0--------0-----0--------0--------0-----0--|
D|-------------------2-----------------------2-----|
A|-------------------------2-----------2-----------|
E|-0-----------3-----------------------------------|


VERSE:
               Em
I’ve worked my fingers to the bone
Not a pretty little penny have I got to show
I ain’t looking for much
                                                B7        
Just a little bit of rest by the side of the road
          Em
I lift my voice to the forces above
             A
the Lords of labor and the Goddess of love
               Em         B7
Ain’t I been a good, hard working
                      Em7
Faithful, servant and son

E|------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------------------|
D|-2----------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------2--0-------|
E|-0--0--0--0--2--2--2--2--3--3--3--3--------3--2-|
   |           |           |           |

BRIDGE:
   Em          G/F#        G
E|----0-----0-----3-----3-----3-----3-------------|
B|----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----0--0----------|
G|----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----2--0----|
D|----------------------------------------------4-| (x3)
A|-------------------------------------2--0-------|
E|-0-----0-----2-----2-----3-----3-----------3--2-|
   |           |           |           |

BRIDGE
         Em        G/F#
then the sky turns black
       G                       
and it cracks with a thundering voice
                 Em                               G/F#
work is what you are when you’re breathing in and out
               G                  
til your final breath falls to the floor


CHORUS:
   Em                      A           
E|----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-|
B|----0-----0-----0-----0-----2-----2-----2-----2-|
G|----0-----0-----0-----0-----2-----2-----2-----2-|
D|------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------0-----0-----0-----0----|
E|-0-----0-----0-----3----------------------------|
   |           |           |  

   A           
E|----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-|
B|----2-----2-----2-----0-----2-----2-----2-----2-|
G|----2-----2-----2-----0-----2-----2-----2-----2-|
D|------------------------------------------------|
A|-0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----0----|
E|------------------------------------------------|
   |           |           |           |

   B7
E|-------2--------2-----2--------------------------|
B|-------0--------0-----0--------------------------|
G|-------2--------2-----2--------------------------|
D|-------------------1-----------------------------|
A|-2-----------2-----------2-----0-----------------|
E|-------------------------------------3-----2-----|


Em                  A
so swing down that sledgehammer through the wood
                            
a little test of mind over flesh oughtta do you good
Em
and get up off the ground
             A
you can lay down when the day is done
            B7                                      Em7
and on the seventh day you can lay in the morning sun                       


VERSE:
                  Em
I want to make my home on a mountain high
just me and my lover and the big old sky
I ain’t asking for much
                                                 B7   
just a little bit of rest before the day that I die
           Em
I lift my voice to the forces above
             A
the Lords of labor and the Goddess of love
               Em         B
ain’t I been a good, hard working
                      Em7 
faithful servant and son

BRIDGE:
         Em        G/F#
then the sky turns black
       G                      
and it cracks with a thundering voice
                 Em                               G/F#
work is what you are when you’re breathing in and out
               G                 
til your final breath falls to the floor


CHORUS (x2)
Em                  A
so swing down that sledgehammer through the wood
                            Em
a little test of mind over flesh oughtta do you good

and get up off the ground
             A
you can lay down when the day is done
            B7                                      Em
and on the seventh day you can lay in the morning sun
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