¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
CEDARS OF LEBANON
VERSE 1
G
A long way from Pharoah's hand,
D C G
and a quick step from the Promised Land,
G
a quick step from Palestine,
D C G
and a heartbeat from this heart of mine:
C B
Rock-fall at the Wailing Wall,
D G
and the temple-keepers fly
C
to where Time machines
B
those great, green trees
D G
to a holy timber-land.
CHORUS
G C G
I was raised in the shade
D D7
of the Cedars of Lebanon,
G C G
and I've bathed in the bay
D Am
where sailors burned the sand,
D Am
then gave the glass to man
D G
and all his kind;
D Am
past the sight of land,
D Am
they rode on ships to Spain
D G
for what they'd find.
VERSE 2
G
Big towns, and your hearts are down,
D C G
Dand your eyes burn-your heels get round.
G
Smoke's up, and the sky turns brown-
D C G
there's a place you know, where your fancy grounds.
D Am
No dreams on silver screens,
D Am
they've found a place to hide:
D Am
the Holy Land of gods and man
D G
is where your spirit flies.
CHORUS
G C G
I was raised in the shade
D D7
of the Cedars of Lebanon,
G C G
and I've bathed in the bay
D Am
where sailors burned the sand,
D Am
then gave the glass to man
D G
and all his kind;
D Am
past the sight of land,
D Am
they rode on ships to Spain
D G
for what they'd find.
VERSE 1
G
A long way from Pharoah's hand,
D C G
and a quick step from the Promised Land,
G
a quick step from Palestine,
D C G
and a heartbeat from this heart of mine:
C B
Rock-fall at the Wailing Wall,
D G
and the temple-keepers fly
C
to where Time machines
B
those great, green trees
D G
to a holy timber-land.
CHORUS
G C G
I was raised in the shade
D D7
of the Cedars of Lebanon,
G C G
and I've bathed in the bay
D Am
where sailors burned the sand,
D Am
then gave the glass to man
D G
and all his kind;
D Am
past the sight of land,
D Am
they rode on ships to Spain
D G
for what they'd find.
VERSE 2
G
Big towns, and your hearts are down,
D C G
Dand your eyes burn-your heels get round.
G
Smoke's up, and the sky turns brown-
D C G
there's a place you know, where your fancy grounds.
D Am
No dreams on silver screens,
D Am
they've found a place to hide:
D Am
the Holy Land of gods and man
D G
is where your spirit flies.
CHORUS
G C G
I was raised in the shade
D D7
of the Cedars of Lebanon,
G C G
and I've bathed in the bay
D Am
where sailors burned the sand,
D Am
then gave the glass to man
D G
and all his kind;
D Am
past the sight of land,
D Am
they rode on ships to Spain
D G
for what they'd find.
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