Here?s a beautiful song from Patti Smith?s album Naked, tabbed carefully. Enjoy it!
Mother Rose by PATTI SMITH
(Smith/Shanahan)
[E]Mother r[C#m]ose Every little morn?To[G#m] tend to me [B]
[E]There sh[C#m]e stood waiting by the d[G#m]oor Selflessly[B]
[E]Took my [C#m]hand Took it with a smil[G#m]e tenderly[B]
[E]Mother r[C#m]ose Every little morn? T[G#m]o tend to me[B]
CHORUS
[A] Now's the time [G#m]to turn [C#m]the view[C#m]
[A]Now that I h[G#m]ave you[B][B]
[E]And I'll[C#m] rise Every little morn'[G#m] To tend to thee[B]
[E]When you[C#m] rise Open up your eyes [G#m]You will see[B]
[E]There I'[C#m]ll be Waiting by the doo[G#m]r Come to me [B]
[E]Take my [C#m]hand Look into your hear[G#m]t There I'll be[B]
CHORUS
[A]Now's the time T[G#]o turn t[C#m]he view[C#m]
[A]Now that [G#m]I have y[B]ou[B]
[A]Now's the time T[G#]o turn t[C#m]he view[C#m]
[A]Now tha[G#m]t I have y[B]ou[B]
OUTRO: B(7th fret) A G#m B (2d fret)
(The bass plays a F# on the fourth chord)
Roses growing by my door Climbing up the vine
All the thorns and pain obscured Roses shall divine
Where we feel no pain And the love inside
Where roses climb Roses shall divine
Roses shall divine Holy mother
Mother of gold Mother with stories
Told and retold She felt our tears
Heard our sighs And turned to gold
Before our eyes She rose into the light
She rose into the light She rose into the light
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Mother Rose by PATTI SMITH
(Smith/Shanahan)
[E]Mother r[C#m]ose Every little morn?To[G#m] tend to me [B]
[E]There sh[C#m]e stood waiting by the d[G#m]oor Selflessly[B]
[E]Took my [C#m]hand Took it with a smil[G#m]e tenderly[B]
[E]Mother r[C#m]ose Every little morn? T[G#m]o tend to me[B]
CHORUS
[A] Now's the time [G#m]to turn [C#m]the view[C#m]
[A]Now that I h[G#m]ave you[B][B]
[E]And I'll[C#m] rise Every little morn'[G#m] To tend to thee[B]
[E]When you[C#m] rise Open up your eyes [G#m]You will see[B]
[E]There I'[C#m]ll be Waiting by the doo[G#m]r Come to me [B]
[E]Take my [C#m]hand Look into your hear[G#m]t There I'll be[B]
CHORUS
[A]Now's the time T[G#]o turn t[C#m]he view[C#m]
[A]Now that [G#m]I have y[B]ou[B]
[A]Now's the time T[G#]o turn t[C#m]he view[C#m]
[A]Now tha[G#m]t I have y[B]ou[B]
OUTRO: B(7th fret) A G#m B (2d fret)
(The bass plays a F# on the fourth chord)
Roses growing by my door Climbing up the vine
All the thorns and pain obscured Roses shall divine
Where we feel no pain And the love inside
Where roses climb Roses shall divine
Roses shall divine Holy mother
Mother of gold Mother with stories
Told and retold She felt our tears
Heard our sighs And turned to gold
Before our eyes She rose into the light
She rose into the light She rose into the light
Suggestions to lucdepril@hotmail.com