Song: Small Mountain
Album: The Courage of Others (2010)
chords by christina fjersnam
Capo 2nd fret
Am Bm Em (x4)
Am Bm Em (x4)
The [Am]rise and the [Bm]fall upon small [Em]mountain
Was [Am]fair not for [Bm]all in [Em]need
And [Am]I with my [Bm]life have [Em]gone
A[Am]way from this [Bm]land of [Em]gold
[Am] [Bm]
[Em]Formed from the [C]seed
Aligned for [Bm]all that fortune [Em]brings
And [C]all that certain men [Bm]lay
Upon it when [Am]anger is [Em]seen
And it [C]reigns like the [Bm]others
Giving what [Am]all it [Em]can
While the [C]days count for [Bm]nothing
Nothing that [Am]one under[Em]stands
Upon that [C]road I had [D]struggled to [Em]find
A way of l[C]ife that was [D]common for [Em]all
And all that [C]runs on the [D]mountain was [Em]mine
A way of [C]life that will [D]surely be [Em]gone
Am Bm Em (x3)
[Am] [Bm]
[Em]Poor lands will [C]grow
Among the [Bm]weeds among the [Em]roads
And [C]all are anxious for [Bm]song and dance
That will [Am]sometimes get [Em]old
And it [C]reigns like the [Bm]others
Giving what [Am]all it [Em]can
While the [C]days count for [Bm]nothing
Nothing that [Am]one under[Em]stands
Upon that [C]road I had [D]struggled to [Em]find
A way of l[C]ife that was [D]common for [Em]all
And all that [C]runs on the [D]mountain was [Em]mine
A way of [C]life that will [D]surely be [Em]gone
End on Em
Album: The Courage of Others (2010)
chords by christina fjersnam
Capo 2nd fret
Am Bm Em (x4)
Am Bm Em (x4)
The [Am]rise and the [Bm]fall upon small [Em]mountain
Was [Am]fair not for [Bm]all in [Em]need
And [Am]I with my [Bm]life have [Em]gone
A[Am]way from this [Bm]land of [Em]gold
[Am] [Bm]
[Em]Formed from the [C]seed
Aligned for [Bm]all that fortune [Em]brings
And [C]all that certain men [Bm]lay
Upon it when [Am]anger is [Em]seen
And it [C]reigns like the [Bm]others
Giving what [Am]all it [Em]can
While the [C]days count for [Bm]nothing
Nothing that [Am]one under[Em]stands
Upon that [C]road I had [D]struggled to [Em]find
A way of l[C]ife that was [D]common for [Em]all
And all that [C]runs on the [D]mountain was [Em]mine
A way of [C]life that will [D]surely be [Em]gone
Am Bm Em (x3)
[Am] [Bm]
[Em]Poor lands will [C]grow
Among the [Bm]weeds among the [Em]roads
And [C]all are anxious for [Bm]song and dance
That will [Am]sometimes get [Em]old
And it [C]reigns like the [Bm]others
Giving what [Am]all it [Em]can
While the [C]days count for [Bm]nothing
Nothing that [Am]one under[Em]stands
Upon that [C]road I had [D]struggled to [Em]find
A way of l[C]ife that was [D]common for [Em]all
And all that [C]runs on the [D]mountain was [Em]mine
A way of [C]life that will [D]surely be [Em]gone
End on Em
