Biography:
Leonard Norman Cohen CC GOQ (September 21, 1934 – November 7, 2016) was a Canadian singer-songwriter, poet, and novelist. His work explored religion, politics, isolation, sexuality, and romantic relationships. Cohen was inducted into the Canadian Music Hall of Fame, the Canadian Songwriters Hall of Fame, and the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. He was invested as a Companion of the Order of Canada, the nation's highest civilian honour. In 2011, Cohen received one of the Prince of Asturias Awards for literature and the ninth Glenn Gould Prize.
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- Dance Me To The End Of Love
- Diamonds In The Mine
- Famous Blue Raincoat
- Hallelujah
- Halluejah
- Hey That's No Way To Say Goodbye
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- The Partisan
- If It Be Your Will
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- Death Of A Ladies Man
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- Did I Ever Love You
- Dont Go Home With Your Hard
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- Hey Thats No Way
- Hey Thats No Way To Say Goodbye
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- If I Didnt Have Your Love
- Im Your Man
- In My Secret Life
- Iodine
- Is This What You Wanted
- It Seemed The Better Way
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- Lady Midnight
- Land Of Plenty
- Leaving Green Sleeves
- Leaving The Table
- Love Calls You By Your Name
- Lover Lover Lover
- Master Song
- Memories
- My Oh My
- Nevermind
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- No Way To Say Goodbye
- On The Level
- One Of Us Cannot Be Wrong
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- The Butcher
- The Captain
- The Darkness
- The Future
- The Guests
- The Gypsy Wife
- The Old Revolution
- The Smokey Life
- The Stranger Song
- The Traitor
- The Window
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- Theres No Reason Why You Should
- Tonight Will Be Fine
- Tower Of Song
- Treaty
- True Love Leaves No Traces
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From: [email protected] (Harold "Bo" Baur)
Subject: CRD: Story of Isaac, Leonard Cohen.
Here's one more of Leonard Cohen... not that anybody asked :-)
Bo.
Album: Songs from a Room (1969)
[Intro]
Am
e-|------------------------------|
B-|--1-------------1-------------|
G-|-----2------2------2------2---|
D-|-------2--2---2------2--2---2-| (...)
A-|--0---------------------------|
E-|------------------------------|
i i t t i t i i t t i i
t
[Verses]
Am F
The door it opened slowly,
Am F
my father he came in,
G F E
I was nine years old.
Am F
And he stood so tall above me,
Am F
his blue eyes they were shining
G F E
and his voice was very cold.
C
He said, "I've had a vision
and you know I'm strong and holy,
D C B
I must do what I've been told."
F Bb
So he started up the mountain,
F Bb
I was running, he was walking,
F G A Am
and his axe was made of gold.
Am F
Well, the trees they got much smaller,
Am F
the lake a lady's mirror,
G F E
we stopped to drink some wine.
Am F
Then he threw the bottle over,
Am F
broke a minute later
G F E
and he put his hand on mine.
C
Thought I saw an eagle
but it might have been a vulture,
D C B
I never could decide.
F Bb
Then my father built an altar,
F Bb
he looked once behind his shoulder,
F G A Am
he knew I would not hide.
Am F
You who build the altars now
Am F
to sacrifice these children,
G F E
you must not do it anymore.
Am F
A scheme is not a vision
Am F
and you never have been tempted
G F E
by a demon or a god.
C
You who stand above them now,
your hatchets blunt and bloody,
D C B
you were not there before,
F Bb
when I lay upon a mountain
F Bb
and my father's hand was trembling
F G A Am
with the beauty of the word.
Am F
And if you call me brother now,
Am F
forgive me if I inquire,
G F E
"Just according to whose plan?"
Am F
When it all comes down to dust
Am F
I will kill you if I must,
G F E
I will help you if I can.
C
When it all comes down to dust
I will help you if I must,
D C B
I will kill you if I can.
F Bb
And mercy on our uniform,
F Bb
man of peace or man of war,
F G A Am
the peacock spreads his fan.
Comments 'n stuff okay, reply to: [email protected]
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##
From: [email protected] (Harold "Bo" Baur)
Subject: CRD: Story of Isaac, Leonard Cohen.
Here's one more of Leonard Cohen... not that anybody asked :-)
Bo.
Album: Songs from a Room (1969)
[Intro]
Am
e-|------------------------------|
B-|--1-------------1-------------|
G-|-----2------2------2------2---|
D-|-------2--2---2------2--2---2-| (...)
A-|--0---------------------------|
E-|------------------------------|
i i t t i t i i t t i i
t
[Verses]
Am F
The door it opened slowly,
Am F
my father he came in,
G F E
I was nine years old.
Am F
And he stood so tall above me,
Am F
his blue eyes they were shining
G F E
and his voice was very cold.
C
He said, "I've had a vision
and you know I'm strong and holy,
D C B
I must do what I've been told."
F Bb
So he started up the mountain,
F Bb
I was running, he was walking,
F G A Am
and his axe was made of gold.
Am F
Well, the trees they got much smaller,
Am F
the lake a lady's mirror,
G F E
we stopped to drink some wine.
Am F
Then he threw the bottle over,
Am F
broke a minute later
G F E
and he put his hand on mine.
C
Thought I saw an eagle
but it might have been a vulture,
D C B
I never could decide.
F Bb
Then my father built an altar,
F Bb
he looked once behind his shoulder,
F G A Am
he knew I would not hide.
Am F
You who build the altars now
Am F
to sacrifice these children,
G F E
you must not do it anymore.
Am F
A scheme is not a vision
Am F
and you never have been tempted
G F E
by a demon or a god.
C
You who stand above them now,
your hatchets blunt and bloody,
D C B
you were not there before,
F Bb
when I lay upon a mountain
F Bb
and my father's hand was trembling
F G A Am
with the beauty of the word.
Am F
And if you call me brother now,
Am F
forgive me if I inquire,
G F E
"Just according to whose plan?"
Am F
When it all comes down to dust
Am F
I will kill you if I must,
G F E
I will help you if I can.
C
When it all comes down to dust
I will help you if I must,
D C B
I will kill you if I can.
F Bb
And mercy on our uniform,
F Bb
man of peace or man of war,
F G A Am
the peacock spreads his fan.
Comments 'n stuff okay, reply to: [email protected]
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