Waterbearer chords by MAITA

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

(NOT relative to capo)

    C2   Dm9 Dm13  D9
e|--6---------6--------|
B|--9----11---6----11--|
G|--11---11---11---11--|
D|--11---9----9----10--|
A|-------11---11---11--|
E|---------------------|

Intro:
Am C2 Dm9 Dm13

Verse 1:
Am                  C               Dm9                 Dm13
 Silk, she lets the gravel sleepin' drifts upon her spine
Am                   C               Dm9     Dm13
 If it will keep the flower beds all swollen
Am                          C                     Dm9         Dm13
 Trees were felled, but the good forest, well she took them in
         Am                  C                  Dm9            Dm13
While you grew and fattened up and forgot, and drank of every cup

Pre-Chorus:
    D9                                           F     G
And still you draw your breath in dusty, ask for more, sure

Chorus:
C         Am        F
I will be kind and will be a waterbearer
   C         E          Am
My throat is bearer and fond still of you
E         C    E     C        Am
Of late I do exactly all that I can do
E      C    E     C          Am
Lose only exactly that which I choose
F
By the rule, tried and true

Instrumental:
Am C2 Dm9 Dm13

Verse 2:
Am                   C2                          Dm9   Dm13
So pour another hand cup full of water down this sieve
 Am                        C2                   Dm9                    Dm13
What loose in color drains into this earth must surely quench some thirst
        Am                          C2                        Dm9   Dm13
You are looking pale, have you been sleeping well enough this season?
        Am                         C2                   Dm9  Dm13
You can have your peace, take this offering and call us even

Pre-Chorus:
          D9                                      F       G
And I'll 'fess up to this act of treason I didn't do, for you

Chorus 2:
C         Am    F
I will be lied to, be a waterbearer
   C         E             Am
My throat is sorer than it seems to you
  E         C      E        C      Am
I speak not of the things I do to make you move
    E       C      E       C       Am
And all the ways I move my days around you
    E       C      E      C           Am
And all the places I have made, where you can't follow
     F
It's good, it's good and then it's god awful

Outro:
Am C2 Dm9 Dm13  (x4)
Dm9 Dm13
Am

Electric Ending:
e|-----------|
B|---11-9----|
G|---11-10---|
D|-----------|
A|-----------|
E|-----------|
Am + electric = Asus4(add9)