Tab written by Hamon Moravejzadeh.
Okkervil River - A Stone
Hey, everyone! This is the most accurate version
(at least on this site)
I've only written chords. Listen to the song
to get the accurate strumming of the chords.
Now it could be that when the Am comes that it
can be a chord that is similar to Am. Maybe Am7/C6.
Capo on 3rd fret
Ho[G]t breath, rough skin
warm laughs,[Cadd9] and smiling,
the lovliest[Em] words
whispered and[D] meant
you lik[Cadd9]e all these things.
But though you like [D]all these things
you love a [G]stone.
You love a [Cadd9]stone,
because it'[D]s smooth and i[Am]t's cold.
And you'd love [Em]most
to be t[D]old
that it's all you[Cadd9]r own.
You love white[G] veins,
you love hard [D]grey,
the heaviest [Am]weight,
the clumsiest sh[Cadd9]ape,
the earthiest sm[Em]ell,
the hollowest to[D]ne
you love a stone[Cadd9].
Bridge: G D Am Cadd9
And I'm found too [G]fast,
called too fond of flames,
and then I'm phoning my [Cadd9]friends,
and then I'm shouldering the blame,
while you're picking [Em]pebbles
out of the [D]drain,
miles [Cadd9]ago.
You're out singing [G]songs,
and I'm down shouting names
at the flickerless [Cadd9]screen,
going fucking insane.
Am I losing my c[Em]ool,
overstating my [D]case?
Well, baby what [Cadd9]can I say?
You know I [D]never claimed
that I was a [G]stone.
And you love a [Cadd9]stone.
You love white[G] veins,
you love hard [D]grey,
the heaviest [Am]weight,
the clumsiest [Cadd9]shape,
the earthiest [Em]smell,
the hollowest [D]tone
you love [Cadd9]a stone.
Bridge: G D Am Cadd9 (x2) G
You love a [Cadd9]stone,
because it's [D]dark
and it's [Am]old
and if it could [Em]start
being [D]alive
you'd stop living[Cadd9] alone.
(quieter, don't strum as much)
And I think I beli[G]eve
that if stones could [D]dream
they'd dream of being [Am]laid
side-by-side piece-by-[Cadd9]piece
and turned into a [Em]castle
for some towering [D]queen
they're unable to [Cadd9]know.
And when that queen's [G]daughter
came of [D]age,
I think she'd be [Am]lovely
and stubborn and [Cadd9]brave,
and suitors would [Em]journey
from kingdoms[D] away
just to make themsel[Cadd9]ves known.
And I think that I [G]know
the bitter dism[D]ay
of a lover who b[Am]rought
fresh brouquets every d[Cadd9]ay
when she turned him [Em]away
to remember some [D]knave
who once gave just one r[Cadd9]ose, one day, years ago.
The end:
G D Am Cadd9 X4
[G]
Okkervil River - A Stone
Hey, everyone! This is the most accurate version
(at least on this site)
I've only written chords. Listen to the song
to get the accurate strumming of the chords.
Now it could be that when the Am comes that it
can be a chord that is similar to Am. Maybe Am7/C6.
Capo on 3rd fret
Ho[G]t breath, rough skin
warm laughs,[Cadd9] and smiling,
the lovliest[Em] words
whispered and[D] meant
you lik[Cadd9]e all these things.
But though you like [D]all these things
you love a [G]stone.
You love a [Cadd9]stone,
because it'[D]s smooth and i[Am]t's cold.
And you'd love [Em]most
to be t[D]old
that it's all you[Cadd9]r own.
You love white[G] veins,
you love hard [D]grey,
the heaviest [Am]weight,
the clumsiest sh[Cadd9]ape,
the earthiest sm[Em]ell,
the hollowest to[D]ne
you love a stone[Cadd9].
Bridge: G D Am Cadd9
And I'm found too [G]fast,
called too fond of flames,
and then I'm phoning my [Cadd9]friends,
and then I'm shouldering the blame,
while you're picking [Em]pebbles
out of the [D]drain,
miles [Cadd9]ago.
You're out singing [G]songs,
and I'm down shouting names
at the flickerless [Cadd9]screen,
going fucking insane.
Am I losing my c[Em]ool,
overstating my [D]case?
Well, baby what [Cadd9]can I say?
You know I [D]never claimed
that I was a [G]stone.
And you love a [Cadd9]stone.
You love white[G] veins,
you love hard [D]grey,
the heaviest [Am]weight,
the clumsiest [Cadd9]shape,
the earthiest [Em]smell,
the hollowest [D]tone
you love [Cadd9]a stone.
Bridge: G D Am Cadd9 (x2) G
You love a [Cadd9]stone,
because it's [D]dark
and it's [Am]old
and if it could [Em]start
being [D]alive
you'd stop living[Cadd9] alone.
(quieter, don't strum as much)
And I think I beli[G]eve
that if stones could [D]dream
they'd dream of being [Am]laid
side-by-side piece-by-[Cadd9]piece
and turned into a [Em]castle
for some towering [D]queen
they're unable to [Cadd9]know.
And when that queen's [G]daughter
came of [D]age,
I think she'd be [Am]lovely
and stubborn and [Cadd9]brave,
and suitors would [Em]journey
from kingdoms[D] away
just to make themsel[Cadd9]ves known.
And I think that I [G]know
the bitter dism[D]ay
of a lover who b[Am]rought
fresh brouquets every d[Cadd9]ay
when she turned him [Em]away
to remember some [D]knave
who once gave just one r[Cadd9]ose, one day, years ago.
The end:
G D Am Cadd9 X4
[G]
