A Song for Arbonne

A Song for Arbonne

Original tune (lyrics only)

	D	C
A	woman sits and	composes,

	Am	C	G
Mo	ving her	fingers, mo	uthing the words.

	D	C
Ac	ross the world a man	listens,

	Am	C	G
Lets	go of	sadness while	no one observes.

	A	G
Ev	en the birds	above the water

	A	G
Are	singing of my	love for you . . .

	A	G
Sang the	young and handsome	troubador

	D	A
To the	one true love he	knew.

	D	C
Across	the world a woman	listens,

	Am	C	G
Her	finger are	strum	ming the strings.

	D	C
And	not even the	birds will tell,

	Am	C	G
Of the	love she	has for	the king.

	A	G
Ev	en the birds	above the water

	A	G
Are	singing of my	love for you . . .

	A	G
Sang the	young and beautiful	troubador

	D	A
To the	one true love she	knew.

	D	C
In	stead she finds love for her	country,

	Am	C	G
Finds	patriotism	when she	can't go on.

	D	C
In the	aftermath of the blood	shed,

	Am	C	G
She	writes a	song for	Arbonne.

	D	C
And her	song will rise with the	country,

	Am	C	G
No	matter the	ruler be	queen or be king.

	D	C
In a	land built up by such	music,

	Am	C	G
Even	the birds	must always	sing.

May 1, 2000

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