Bea’s Song
Michael Timmins
[C] Speed River at my feet running low and flat
I’m [Am] sitting here burning daylight,
thinking about the past
[F] and that distance out there
where the earth meets the [C]sky.
The [G] slightest move and this river mud
pulls me [F] further down.
[G] John’s at my side, but he’s [F] sitting on [C] firmer ground.
[C] John says I look at the moon and the stars
[Am] these days more often than I look into his eyes
[F] and I can’t disagree so I don’t say [C] nothing.
I just [G] stare on past his face at Venus [F] rising,
like a [G] shining speck of [F] hope hanging over the [C] horizon.
[C] With each passing year that I sit here
that [Am] horizon seems to inch just that much nearer
[F] and all that appears on it seems as clear as [C] spit.
But if there’s [G] one thing in my life
that the years have [F] taught
it’s that you can [G] always see it [F] coming
but you can never [C] stop it.
[C] Speed River at my feet running low and flat
I’m [Am] sitting here burning daylight,
thinking about the past
[F] and that distance out there
where the earth meets the [C] sky.
The [G] slightest move and this river mud
pulls me [F] further down
[G] John’s at my side,
but he’s [F] not noticing that I’m [C] drowning.
The [G] slightest move and this river mud
pulls me [F] further down.
[G] John’s at my side,
but he’s [F] not noticing that I’m [C] drowning.
Here’s the picking pattern for the rhythm guitar, using a C chord as an example:
1 & 2 & 3 & 4 &
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