Tanglewood Tree keyboard

Tanglewood Tree

• Am

Am    xx221x
D     xxx232
G     32xxx3
Em    x22xxx
Bm    113321
C     x32x1x


The last verse has both Dave Carter and Tracy Grammer similar lines separately.  His
is the first and her's is the second line (indented).

When I play this song, I will mess around with the Am a good deal.  On the first strum,
will hammer down the 3rd and 4th strings.  Also, at the end of the verse, when the Am
I will hammer on and off with the 2nd string.  The original song is finger picking, but 
gets close to what D. Carter was up to.

Gunther Anderson gets credit for this tab.

http://www.guntheranderson.com/v/data/tanglewo.htm

Love is a tanglewood tree in a bower of green
In a forest at dawn
Fair while the mockingbird sings, but she soon lifts her wings
And the music is gone
Young lovers in the tall grass with their hearts open wide
When the red summer poppies bloom
But love is a trackless domain and the rumor of rain
In the late afternoon

/ Am D Am D Am / G Am G / 1st / G Am - /
    / G C G C / Em Bm C - / 1st, 2nd /

Love is an old root that creeps through the meadows of sleep
When the long shadows cast
Thin as a vagrant young vine, it encircles and twines
And it holds the heart fast
Catches dreamers in the wildwood with the stars in their eyes
And the moon in their tousled hair
But love is a light in the sky, and an unspoken lie
And a half-whispered prayer

I'm walkin' down a bone-dry river but the cool mirage runs true
I'm bankin' on the fables of the far, far better things we do
I'm livin' for the day of reck'nin countin' down the hours
I yearn away, I burn away, I turn away the fairest flower of love, 'cause darlin'

/ Em C G D / / Em - CD G / C D C D - /

Love is a garden of thorns
   Love's garden of thorns, how it grows
And a crow in the corn
   Black crow in the corn hummin' low
And the brake growing wild
   Brake nettle so pretty and wild
   And thistles surround the edge of the
Cold when the summer is spent
   Dim dark hour as the sun moves away
In the jade heart's lament
   Lamenting a lost summer day
For the faith of a child
   Who nurtures the faith of a child
   When nothing remains to cover her eyes?
My body has a number and my face has a name
   My body has a number, maybe my face has a name
And each day looks the same to me
   Each hour like each hour before
But love is a voice on the wind
   This longing is a voice on the wind
And the wages of sin
   She cultivates the wages of sin
And a tanglewood tree
   In a tanglewood tree

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