Springsteen Bruce - This Hard Land, аккорды

This Hard Land - Bruce Springsteen
chord transcription by stefano ([email protected])

intro: 
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	Hey there mister, can you tell me what happened to the seeds I've sown
    
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	Can you give me a reason sir, as to why they've never grown
                    
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	They've just blown around from town to town
                    
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	'Til they're back out on these fields
    
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	Where they fall from my hand
         
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	Back into the dirt of this hard land.

same chord pattern over the rest of the song

	Now me and my sister, from Germantown yes we did ride
	We made our bed sir from the rock on the mountainside
	We been blowin' around form town to town
	Lookin' for a place to stand
	Where the sun bursts through the clouds to fall like a circle
	Like a circle of fire down on this hard land.

	Now even the rain it don't come 'round, don't come 'round here no more
	And the only sound at night's the wind slammin' the back porch door
	It just stirs you up like it wants to blow you down
	Twistin' and churnin' up the sand
	Leavin' all them scarecrows lyin' face down
	Face down in the dirt of this hard land.

instrumental: verse chords

	From a building upon the hill I can hear a tape deck blastin' Home On The Range
	I can see them Bar-M choppers sweeping low across the plains
	It's me and you Frank, we're lookin for lost cattle
	Our hooves twistin' and churnin' up the sand
	We're ridin' in the whirlwind searching for lost treasure
	Way down south of the Rio Grande
	We're ridin' across that river in the moonlight
	Up on to the banks of this hard land.

	Hey Frank won't you pack your bags and meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall
	Just one more kiss from you my brother and we'll ride until we fall
	We'll sleep in the fields, we'll sleep by the rivers
	And in the morning we'll make a plan
	Well if you can't make it stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive if you can
	And meet me in a dream of this hard land.