Kunci: E major
Verse 1
D
G
Okay, this song is usually called
D
Acres of Clams.
This is another song concerning itself
G
with the gold rush days out in California,
D
where when they discovered gold out there,
people went out to California
A
G
And there was so many of them went out
there
D
that they almost tipped the whole state into the ocean,
but it didn't happen.
A
G
But then anyway,
they would try to get the gold well.
D
Some of the people got the gold,
but most of the people
didn't get the gold.
And the ones that didn't get the gold,
they wrote these songs
about their experiences.
I traveled all over this country,
prospecting and digging for gold.
Bm
D
G
I've toddled hydraulic in cradles,
D
G
D
yes, and I have been frequently so.
G
I have been frequently sold,
D
Bm
I have been frequently sold.
D
I've tunneled, I ain't drawn a thin cradle,
D
A
D
been frequently sold.
For each man that got rich by mining,
Bm
the purse even at hundreds grew poor.
D
I made up my mind to try farming,
G
A
G
D
yet the only pursuit it was sure.
G
The only pursuit that was sure,
Bm
the only pursuit that was sure,
D
G
I made up my mind to try for me, hey,
D
A
D
A
D
the only pursuit that was sure.
Rollin' my grub in my blanket,
Bm
I left all my tools on the ground,
D
I started one morning to shank it
G
D
for the country they call Puget Sound.
G
The country they call Puget Sound,
D
Bm
The country they call Puget Sound.
D
I started one mornin' to shank it,
G
For the country they call
D
A
D
Puget Sound.
Arrivin' flat broke in midwinter,
Bm
I found it enveloped in fall.
D
Was it covered all over with timber,
G
A
D
Thick as hair on the back of a dog.
G
Hair on the back of a dog,
D
A
Bm
hair on the back of a dog,
D
Was covered all over with timber
G
D
A
D
thick as hair on the back of a dog.
And I staked me a claim in the forest,
Bm
I set myself down to hard toil,
D
But two years I chopped and I sweated,
G
D
yes, but I never got down to the soil.
G
I never got down to the soil,
A
Bm
I never got down to the soil
D
The tears I chopped and I sweated,
G
D
G
D
A
D
yes, but I never got down to the soil
And I tried to get out of the country,
Bm
poverty forced me to stay
D
Until I became an old settler,
G
A
D
yes, then nothing could drive me away
G
Nothing could drive me away,
D
A
nothing could drive me away,
Bm
D
Until I became an old settler,
G
D
yes, then nothing could drive
A
D
A
D
me away.
No longer the slave of ambition,
Bm
I laugh at the world and its sham,
D
I think of my pleasant condition,
D
of clams.
G
Surrounded by acres of clams,
D
A
Bm
Surrounded by acres of clams,
D
I think of my pleasant condition,
G
D
A
D
A
Surrounded by acres of clams.
D
G
A
D
Bagaimana pendapat Anda tentang lagu ini?
PenyetemE A D G B E
AkorD G A Bm
Lebih banyak lagu dari John Koerner
Temukan akor untuk lebih banyak lagu yang bisa dimainkan
Lagu terkait
Temukan akor untuk lebih banyak lagu yang bisa dimainkan
4.8
Akor populer di seluruh dunia
Akor & tab yang paling sering dimainkan oleh pengguna