The Decemberists é uma banda de indie pop criada na cidade de Portland, Oregon. Embora os Decemberists sejam geralmente classificados como indie pop, eles percorrem estilos musicais tão variados como rock progressivo e folk, utilizando instrumentos peculiares como o xilofone, o acordeão e o contrabaixo acústico. Suas letras fogem da angústia e introspecção do rock atual, contando histórias sobre personagens fantásticos e melancólicos como piratas
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
Love this song. Love the whole album. Pretty sure this is right. Send me [email protected]
There is a individual string picking pattern for the D chord that is used throughout the song and as far as i understand the rest of the chords are just strummed. I'm going to the D pattern here and then when I align the chords with the lyrics I'm just going to D as shorthand for the pattern below. In other words, when you see D in the song, play this:
And repeat as necessary. I'm pretty sure thats right but i could be off in a few places. all the high e sting notes double the amount as the others. It looks hard for beginners you pick it up really quick if you get into the rhythm of it.
Here's the chords. Fairly simple.
DGFD My true love went riding out in white and green and grey
DGFD Past the pale of Arthur's Wall where she was want to stray
GFD And there she came upon
GFD A white and wounded fawn
DFEmFD Singing ..ooooh The Hazards of Love
DGFD She being full of charity a credit to her sex
D Sought to right the fawn's hind legs
GFD When here her plans were vexed
GFD The Taiga shifted strange
GFD The beast began to change
DFEmFD Singing ..ooooh The Hazards of Love
DFEmFD Singing ..ooooh The Hazards of Love
FD You'll learn soon enough,
FDFDG The prettiest whistles won't wrestle the thistles undone
D Undone
DGFD Fifteen lissome maidens lay along in their bower
DGFD fourteen occupations paid to pass the idle hour
GFDGFD Margaret heaves a sigh, her hands clapsed to her thigh
DFEmFD Singing ..ooooh the Hazards of Love
DFEmFD Singing ..ooooh the Hazards of Love
DFD You'll learn soon enough
FDFDG The prettiest whistles won't wrestle the thistles undone