WOODS OF DARNEY By Richard Thompson From the album "You? Me? Us?" This file has got a number of seperate parts -------------------------------------------- Attempt at chords by Magnus Paterson mjp@roe.ac.uk Standard tuning, capo 3rd fret. If anyone can improve on the D minor after "reminisce", PLEASE let me know. It's making me crazy. EADGBE Am x02210 Gadd9 3x020x Bm x24432 F 133211 Dm xx0231 Em 022000 Bb x13331 C x32010 G 355433 Am I found your picture in a corporal's pocket Gadd9 His cold fingers still pressed it to his chest Bm Sniper's bullet took his eyes and his breath away F Now he lies out in the forest with the rest You looked shy in your grandmother's wedding dress Feet set wide like a farm girl stands Too young to love and too young to lose In a cracked picture frame in a dead man's hands Dm I kept it with me for the luck, for the magic Am Maybe fate wouldn't strike in the same place twice Em But something stirred and I dared to dream of you Bb And I knew I'd look for you if I should survive When we stood down at last it was easy to find you Mine was the shoulder you cried on that day Just an old comrade doing his duty Bringing the news from the Woods of Darney C When I showed you the picture perhaps I felt jealousy Gadd9 As your tears welled up with each reminisce Dm And my hands may be rougher and my tongue may be coarser Am But I knew I could give you a love good as his (bridge is F G F G F Dm) Now we lie in the darkness together Often we lie without speaking this way As you stare in the dark do you see your young corporal Who never came back from the Woods of Darney Is it him that you see when we make love together Is it him that you see when war fills the sky Was he there as you stood in your grandmother's wedding dress As we made our own vows, you and I Now the bugle calls, they say this is the big one A curse on the life of a soldier you say But don't you know that's a soldier's small comfort For the bugle to sound, and to hear and obey And I'll carry your picture the one that he carried I'll wear your innocence and take my chance On a frozen field, in a far-flung war To win back what we lost in a field in France And it's many a soldier who goes into battle Your corporal and I, we just hear and obey Perhaps we'll lie in the darkness together With your love to bind us, in the Woods of Darney. ------------------------------ ADDITIONAL TRANSCRIPTION NOTES FROM MARSHALL FLEISHER In response to Mr. Paterson's request for input, I spent a bit of time listening to the recording, and I noticed that I was not hearing the notes one would hear if the first (i.e., top) string were being fingered in standard tuning. I also noticed that there are several extremely low bass notes, which indicate that the sixth string is tuned down. Using these clues, I believe that Thompson tunes his guitar down a whole step from standard tuning (with the exception of the second string, which is only tuned down 1/2 step). In addition, he drops the sixth string an extra whole step, as one would do in the "dropped D" tuning variation of standard tuning. As a result, the tuning, from low (sixth) to high (first) string is as follows: C G C F Bb D. The song is played without a capo. Based on the foregoing tuning, the basic chords appear to be as follows: xx0221 (or 000221, if you wish to use the low bass note) x30220 xx2443 (can be played as barre chord across 2d fret) x13321 (barre) 55032x x02200 (variation: x02220) xx1331 (barre) (Chords to section starting with "When I showed you the picture perhaps I felt jealousy"): 333555 (dual barre) x32023 55032x xx0221 These are the basics. There are obviously some leading notes and embellishments which guitarists can likely figure out for themselves (or, like me, leave out entirely!). ----------------------------- ADDITIONAL TRANSCRIPTION NOTES FROM Noam Newman Woods of Darney - --------------- Cm Gm7 Dm Ab Cm X2 Fm Cm Gm Db Cm Eb Bb Fm Cm Ab Bb Ab X2 (violin link) Ab Fm Writing it down like that looks pretty incomprehensible, but the songs are rhythymically simple: one chord every four bars in Darney,