"Song of wandering Aengus", Donovan -------------------------- The music is based on a simple arpeggio which is repeated all through the song. Obviously, you got to listen to the record to hear all the variations which I didn't figured out here. In my opinion, the speed is not important, but you should make each note ring clearly. RIFF 1A : [Am] RIFF 1B : [Am] |------------0-----------0 | |-----------0--------------| |---------1-----------1----| |--------1-----------------| |------2-----------2-------| |-----2-----------2-----2--| |---------2-----------2----| |--------2-----------------| |---0-----------0----------| |--0-----------------------| |--------------------------| |--------------0-----3-----|
RIFF 2 : [G] RIFF 3 : [Csus2] - [G] |-----------3-----------3--| |-----------3-----------3--| |--------3-----------3-----| |--------3-----------3-----| |-----0-----------0--------| |-----0-----------0--------| |--------0-----------0-----| |--------------------------| |--------------------------| |--3-----------2-----------| |--3-----------3-----------| |--------------------------| RIFF 4 : [Dm7] RIFF 5 : [C] - [C/B] |-----------1-----------1--| |-----------0-----------0--| |--------1-----------1-----| |--------1-----------1-----| |-----2-----------2--------| |-----0-----------0--------| |--0-----------------------| |--------------------------| |--------------0-----------| |--3-----------2-----------| |--------------------------| |--------------------------| RIFF 6 (= RIFF 1A) : |-----------0-----------0--| This riff's a bit strange, |--------------------1-----| I wasn't able to write it |-----------------2--------| better ;) : listen to the |-(0h-1h-2)----------2-----| record to play it correctly. |--------------0-----------| |--------------------------| Introduction : RIFF 1 (2x) RIFF 1 RIFF 2 (4x) I went out ... to the hazel wood RIFF 3 RIFF 4 (4x) Because a fire was in my head RIFF 5 RIFF 6 - RIFF 1 And I cut and peeled a hazel wand RIFF 2 RIFF 1 And hooked a berry ... on a thread And when white moths were on the wing And moth-like stars were flickering out I dropped a berry in a stream And caught a little silver trout. When I had laid it on the floor I went to blow the fire aflame But something rustled on the floor And someone called me by my name. It had become a glimmering girl With apple blossoms in her hair Who called me by my name and ran And faded through the brightening air. Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands I will find out where she has goner And kiss her lips and take her hands And walk among long dappled grass And pluck till time and times are done The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun CODA : (2x) (2x) |-----------0-----------0--|--------3--0--------3--0--| |-----1--0--------1--0-----|--------------------------| |*-------------------------|-----2-----------2--------| |*-------------2-----------|--------------0-----------| |--0-----------------------|--0-----------------------| |--------------------------|--------------------------| (2x) (2x) |--------3--0--------3--0--|--------2--0--------2--0--| |--------------------------|--------------------------| |-----2-----------2--------|-----2-----------2--------| |--------------0-----------|--------------0-----------| |--0-----------------------|--0-----------------------| |--------------------------|--------------------------| Let ring |--------1--0--------1--0--|------------------0----|| |--------------------------|--------1--0------1----|| |-----2-----------2-------*|-----2------------2----|| |--------------0----------*|------------------2----|| |--0-----------------------|--0---------------0----|| |--------------------------|-----------------------|| ---