River Waltz

Cowboy Junkies

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Tom:
C I'm going to find me a dying river and strike a deal with her I'll say,
F I'll fold you in two and I'll carry you away
C to a place where your headwaters will flow
G clean through to your mouth.
C In return I'll request a small sanctuary
F by her banks where we will live with our small family
C she will water our garden
G and clean the dirt from our skin.
F As the world clamours at our door
G C we will dance and not let them in.
C And if one day we wake up to a bed dry as a bone
F find our river stolen find our sanctuary gone
C we will stand and take stock and be grateful
G for what we've not lost.
C We will pack up our bags, pack our small family
F head across the valley to where the aspen trees
C shiver as they ascend -
G the green hills rising to blue.
F G At the edge of the chopping we will turn
C and bid fond adieu.
F C All that I know to true
G is the touch of your hand on my skin.
F C One look from you can so easily soothe
G all this turmoil within.
Dm As we dance cheek to cheek
Am with our feet so completely
C G locked in a time all our own.
Dm I stop to speak
Am but you gently keep me
C G moving in time to the song.
F C G And in a voice that is sloppy with gin
C you say, let the world spin. I'm going to find me a dying river and strike a deal with her I'll say,
F I'll fold you in two and I'll carry you away
C to a place where your headwaters will flow
G clean through to your mouth.
C In return I'll request a small sanctuary
F by her banks where we will live with our small family
C she will water our garden
G and clean the dirt from our skin.
F As the world clamours at our door
G C we will dance and not let them in.
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Composição: Michael Timmins

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