Тональность: E minor
Intro 1
F#m
D
F#m
D
Verse 1
F#m
He died with his boots on
D
in another man's bed
F#m
D
The way he once said it would be
F#m
He's a scoundrel, I guess,
D
just got what was due
F#m
D
But he was always a good friend to me
E
Bm
He talked of a girl he'd known long ago
F#m
His eyes welled with tears
E
when he tried to explain
How the sound of her voice
Bm
had made him feel whole
F#m
And the smell of her skin,
D
E
like sage after rain
A
D
E
D
A
Like sage after rain
F#m
I'd go to East Colfax with
F#m
D
Back in high school for something to do
F#m
And that's where I met him
D
when he bought us some beer
F#m
D
A six -pack if he could have two
A
E
He said, come back to my place
Bm
you can drink it there safe
F#m
don't worry it's cool
E
then he gave us his name
i paused at a picture
Bm
and he told me about her
F#m
and the smell of her skin
D
like sage after rain
E
D
A
Like sage after ray,
D
A
F#m
D
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F#m
like sage after ray
D
F#m
I'd go to his house
D
and we'd talk bulk for hours
F#m
Pacing the floor
D
as he'd quote from his head
A
F#m
There's an old royal typewriter,
F#m
D
Three novels in boxes under his bed.
Bm
his grandfather'd left him,
F#m
He grew up in Boston,
E
D
came west on a train.
E
The snow -covered front range,
Bm
and a lovely young teacher,
F#m
The smell of her skin,
D
E
like sage after rain,
D
E
Like sage after rain
A
D
A
Like sage after rain
Bm
She was killed in the wreck
A
that left him half broken
Bm
He told me about it one
Bm
Some people said it'd help
Bm
He said that made less
A
than no difference at all.
E
He'd talk of her beauty,
Bm
her ice and her fire.
F#m
He'd smile when he'd
call her broad
But there was always respect,
Bm
and his memories were tender
F#m
in the smell of her skin,
D
E
like sage after rain,
A
D
E
like sage after rain,
A
D
A
F#m
D
like sage after rain.
F#m
D
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D
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D
A
F#m
D
They called me about him early one mornin'
F#m
I made the arrangements
D
that sent him to burn
A
F#m
D
No wife, no children, no next of kin there
F#m
Like it said in his will,
D
they gave me the urn
E
D
E
I drove north to Wyoming
Bm
in a late April drizzle
F#m
A place where we'd hunted
E
on the Antelope Plains
Bm
I spread him about in the place he'd chosen
F#m
D
E
A prayer and a breath of sage after rain
D
E
D
A
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D
E
F#m
Sage after rain, sage after rain
E
D
E
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E
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Bm
D
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A
D
E
D
F#m
You
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