Kate Wolf

Kate Wolf

In China Or A Womans Heart
nível iniciante
CAPO: 3rd Fret 




Chorus:      -(# 1st 2 lines sung a Capella #)- 
G      C                           G 
Just a little box all covered with blossoms white as snow 
C               G                     A7             D 
Chinese red and made of brass that he gave her long ago 
         G                               C 
Like the red dirt Oklahoma hills and the springtime flowering trees 
         G                                    D            G 
That she kept with all the love they shared inside her memories 


    D                               C                 G 
She got it from her captain when he sailed around the horn 
C                   G              D 
Bringing gifts from China to their Oklahoma home 
           G                                           C 
There were fancy silks and carved wood chests from the places he had gone 
              G                            D                 G 
She kept them all until she died, but this was her favourite one 


Chorus: 
       C                           G 
Just a little box all covered with blossoms white as snow 
C               G                     A7             D 
Chinese red and made of brass that he gave her long ago 
         G                               C 
Like the red dirt Oklahoma hills and the springtime flowering trees 
         G                                    D            G     D    G 
That she kept with all the love they shared inside her memories 


        D                                  C               G 
And she kept it on her dresser filled with gold and silver rings 
C            G         D 
Necklaces of turquoise beads and other things 
   G                                         C 
It filled her heart with the mystery and the magic of the day 
        G                                  D            G 
When he gave it to her for her own, in his quiet loving way 


    D                                    C                  G 
Ten years they spent together, he'd come home and then he'd leave 
C                 G      D 
One day while she waited, he disappeared at sea 
G                                          C 
No one knew how she called his name to the silent rocks and stones 
             G                                    D               G 
Or how she'd sit and hold that little box, so she would not feel alone 


Chorus: 
       C                           G 
Just a little box all covered with blossoms white as snow 
C               G                     A7             D 
Chinese red and made of brass that he gave her long ago 
         G                               C 
Like the red dirt Oklahoma hills and the springtime flowering trees 
         G                                    D            G     
That she kept with all the love they shared inside her memories 


Instrumental: G  C  G  C  G  A  D  G  C  G  D  G 


        D                     C             G 
No, she never was a dancer or wrote a fancy line 
    C                G             D 
The treasures of her life, were the things she left behind 
     G                                  C 
They buried her without them, where the prairie grasses grow 
   G                                   D             G 
In China or a woman's heart, there are places no one knows 


Chorus: 
       C                           G 
Just a little box all covered with blossoms white as snow 
C               G                     A7             D 
Chinese red and made of brass that he gave her long ago 
         G                               C 
Like the red dirt Oklahoma hills and the springtime flowering trees 
         G                                    D            G     
That she kept with all the love they shared inside her memories 


                                       C 
They buried her without them where the prairie grasses grow 
   G                                   D             G 
In China or a woman's heart, there are places no one knows

Enviado por: Marcos Nagel

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