Waters Of March (águas De Março

	  		
Intro: C/Bb (Four times) 

                                                    Am6         
Stick, a stone, it's the end of the road 
                  Fm/Ab                 C6/9/G 
It's the rest of a stump, it's a little alone 
                       F#5-/ 7                       F7M   
It's a sliver of glass, it is life, it's the sun 
                       Fm6                           C6/9 
It night, it is death, it's a trap, it's a gun 
                           C4/7/9        C7/9-     F#m5-/7  
The oak when it blooms, a fox in the brush 
                Fm6                         C6/9 
A knot in the wood, the song of a thrush 
                            C4/7/9  C7/9- F#m5-/7 
The wood of the wind, a cliff, a fall 
            Fm6                           C6/9 
A scratch, a lump, it is nothing at all 
                        C4/7/9                   C7/9-      F#m5-/7  
It's the wind blowing free, it's the end of the slope 
                       Fm6                             C6/9 
It's a beam it's a void, it's a hunch, it's a hope 
                                F#5-/7                        F7M       
And the river bank talks, of the waters of March 
                        Bb7/13                       C6/9 
It's the end of the strain the joy in your heart 
                       C/Bb                      
The foot, the ground, the flesh  
         Am6                         Fm/Ab                    C6/9/G 
And the bone the beat of the road, a slingshot's stone 
               C4/7/9     C7/9- F#m5-/7 
A fish, a flash, a silvery   glow 
                       Fm6         C6/9 
A fight, a bet the fange of a bow 
                      C/Bb                         Am6  
The bed of the well, the end of the line 
                          Fm/Ab                      C6/9 
The dismay in the face, it's a loss, it's a find 
                 C/Bb                  Am6  
A spear, a spike, a point, a nail 
                           Fm/Ab     C6/9 
A drip, a drop, the end of the tale 
                         C/Bb                                Am6    
A truckload of bricks in the soft morning light 
                      Fm/Ab                        C6/9 
The sound of a shot in the dead of the night 
                             C4/7/9         C7/9-     F#m5-/7  
A mile, a must, a thrust, a bump, it's a girl 
                    Fm6                   C6/9 
It's a rhyme, it's a cold, it's the mumps 
                          C4/7/9      C7/9-     F#m5-/7                          
The plan of the house, the body in bed 

Fm6                                  C6/9 
And the car that got stuck, it's the mud, it's the mud 
                 C/Bb                           Am6     
A float, a drift, a flight, a wing, a hawk 
                 Fm/Ab          C6/9 
A quail, the promise of spring 
                               C4/7/9         C7/9-      F#m5-/7   
And the river bank talks of the waters of March 
                        Fm6                              C6/9 
It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart 

Interlude:  F#/E Eb/Db C/Bb Am6 Fm/Ab C6/9/G Gb5-/7 F7M Fm6 C6 C/Bb Am6 Fm/Ab C6/9 

                   C4/7/9      C7/9-     F#m5-/7   
A snake, a stick, it is John, it is Joe 
                     Fm6                            C6/9 
It's a thorn in your hand and a cut in your toe 
                 C4/7/9  C7/9-   F#m5-/7        
A point, a grain, a bee, a bite, a blink 
Fm6                                      C6/9 
A buzzard, a sudden stroke of night 
              C/Bb                 Am6     
A pin, a needle, a sting, a pain 
            Fm/Ab                C6/9 
A snail, a riddle, a wasp, a stain 
                      C4/7/9          C7/9-          F#m5-/7                          
A pass in the mountains, a horse and a mule, in the distance 
Fm6                                         C6/9 
The shelves rode three shadows of blue 
                        C4/7/9      C7/9-    F#m5-/7    
And the river talks of the waters of March  
                     Fm6                  C6/9 
It's the promise of life in your heart 
                C/Bb                         Am6   
A stick, a stone, the end of the road  

The rest of a stump, a lonesome road 
                   C/Bb                 Am6             
A silver of glass, a life, the sun a knife 
    Fm/Ab                   C6/9 
A death, the end of the run 
                                F#5-/7                        F7M      
And the river bank talks of the waters of March 
                         Bb7/13                           C6/9 
It's the end of all strain, it's the joy in your heart 

Instrumental and voice ad libitum:(C4/7/9 D/C Fm6/C  C7M Gm7/9 D/C Fm6/C C7M Cm7 D/C Db/C C) Fade