Tonalité : Db major
Verse 1
C
G
C
Am
Rusted wheels on
F
C
crooked timbers
Am
F
G
Busted bullets in painted walls
Am
F
Walls that talk through colors
C
laid in layers
Am
From yesterday back to the
G
F
days of the cannonballs
Dm
G
With every dream to clean between
C
G
C
G
C
them all
I am a pinewood table
Am
in the house upon the hill
F
But I used to be the second floor
G
in a Georgia cotton mill
C
They stood on me every morning
G
Am
with their coffee before the bell
D
I heard every kind of lie
G
as only a southern man
C
G
C
G
can tell
C
Well that mill shut down somewhere
Am
between the weevils and the war
F
And they left me standing saddened
G
only a hundred years and more
Am
Till they knocked me down,
G
F
tore me apart
D
G
Now I'm a brand new work of art
F
And I thank the ones who care
G
F
to let me share the stories
G
C
G
C
of my house
Am
F
Rusted wheels on
C
crooked timbers
Am
F
Busted bul lets in
G
painted walls
Am
F
Walls that talk through colors
C
laid in layers
Am
From yesterday back to the
G
F
days of the cannonball
Dm
They ever dreamed of cleaning
G
C
G
C
between them all?
I was the quiet section
Am
of the wall behind the door
F
G
In a Jackson County residence in 1834
C
Lived through good, bad and ugly
G
Am
I've seen and heard it all
Dm
It might blow your mind if
G
you could find
C
G
C
And the truth inside this wall
After seven generations
G
Am
Moving in, growing up and on
F
Somebody undecided
G
I've been standing around too long
Am
G
F
They knocked me down, tore me apart
D
G
Now I'm a brand new work of art
F
And I thank the ones who cared
G
F
G
C
G
C
Am
F
C
So let me share the stories of my heart
Am
F
G
Am
F
C
Am
G
F
Dm
G
C
G
C
Well, I was the kitchen table
Am
in that old Jackson County place
F
Holdin' vittles up while fiddles played
G
And folks fed their faces
C
after all the war was over
G
Am
Just about the time I came
Dm
G
How that war and I are one
and life has never been
C
G
C
the same
Cause they pluck us from destruction
Am
and they wipe away our tears
F
To sing our songs in harmony
G
for anyone who will hear
Am
G
F
Yes they knock us down, tear us apart
D
G
And we're a brand new work of art
F
And we thank the ones who care
G
Let us share the stories of
C
G
C
our hearts
Well, I am an old musician
Am
I've been years upon the road
F
Following my calling
G
On the warm days and the cold
Am
You can knock me down
G
F
Tear me apart
D
G
But I'm a brand new work of art
F
And I thank the ones who care
G
F
G
Let me share the stories of
C
G
C
my heart
Am
F
Rusted wheels on
C
crooked timbers
Am
F
G
Busted bullets in painted walls
Am
F
Walls that talk through col
C
ors laid in layers
Am
From yesterday back to the
G
F
days of the cannonball
Dm
With every dream that gleamed
G
C
between them all
Outro 1
G
C
G
C
G
C
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