The Stanfields - Blow Winds Blow

      [Intro]
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[Verse]
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Blow Winds Blow
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Bring a howling rage
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Bring to me the sanity
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That I so dearly crave
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Here I sit in the darkness
     Am   Am/E     C     C/G
Here I am bound in chains
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A shadow of my former self
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‘ere little else remains
   C  C/B C/A G           D  Am  Am/E  Am
My mind is a field fallen fallow
       C               G              D   Em
In the morning I shall swing from the gallows


[Whistling]
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G D C
G D Em


[Verse]
Am   Am/E  Am  Am/E
Blow Winds Blow
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Beyond all pale and ken
C         G/B
Carry me across the sea
                    D
Where I’ll be free again
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To live a life of virtue
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Free from tax and tithe
   C              G/B
To build upon the shred of hope
                   D
That’s keeping me alive
   C   C/B  C/A   G               D  Am  Am/E  Am
My soul’s a dying river black and shallow
       C               G              D   Em
In the morning I shall swing from the gallows


[Interlude]
Em  G/F#  G  Am  C  D
Em  G/F#  G  Am  C  D
Em  G/F#  G  Am  C  D
Em  G/F#  G  Am  C  D
G  Am  C  D
G  Am  C  D
G  G/F#  Em  D


[Verse]
Am   Am/E  Am  Am/E
Blow Winds Blow
Am       Am/E     C   C/G
A bitter northern gale
C               G/B
Bring to me the bravery
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To face my end with hale
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To shed nary a tear
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As I face down the horde
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Gathered on the village green
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To reap a grim reward
     C    C/B  C/A    G              D  Am  Am/E  Am
With looks upon their faces cold and sallow
       C               G              D   Em
In the morning I shall swing from the gallows


[Interlude]
Em  G/F#  G  Am  C  D
Em  G/F#  G  Am  C  D


[Bridge]
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What once the land that beckoned me home
   G       D          C
Is now but cinder and scheme
     C                  Am          Em
What once was domain of pirate and lord
   G       D        Em
Is now the American Dream
     C                  Am          Em
What once was a land of promise and hope
   G       D          C
Is now but cinder and scheme
     C                  Am          Em
What once was domain of tyrant and crown
   G       D        Em
Is now the American Dream


[Outro]
N.C.
Is now the American Dream
   Em
Is now the American Dream
N.C.
Is now the American Dream
   Em
Is now the American Dream