Silver Bell

by Gregory Alan Isakov

326
Capo: 4th fret

[Intro]
Em  G  C   Am
Em  G  C  Am  G C/G G C/G
 
[Verse 1]
Em                 G                C          C/B       Am
Annabelle, I’ll be gambling till my bones are ‘neath the apple field
D                 G                      C     C/B
Silver rain makes green every once in a while
       Em             G               C          C/B       Am
I been lost, lost, at every crossing, I was just drifting cold
         D                 G                    C    C/B
Couldn’t tell ya how many times I was ready to fold
D         C             Em               G           C    C/B
  Finally found us some good luck, let’s see if it lasts
 
[Instrumental]
Am
Em  G  C   Am
Em  G  C  Am
 
[Verse 2]
Em          G                     C            C/B      Am
Cold, cold, every shoulder, still I learned to lean and freeze
     D             G                    C     C/B
Your roaring smile campfire lit up the trees
Em                  G                C     C/B                Am
Aw, my gal, she’s a silver bell, she pulls straight from the loam
D                     G                     C   C/B
Just a kiss from your lips and I’m ready to go
D         C             Em               G           C    C/B
  Finally found us some good luck, let’s see if it lasts
 
[Instrumental]
Am
Em  G  C    D  G  C   C/B
Em  G  C    D  G  C   D
 
[Bridge]
F       Am    G     C            F
  Swing high, swing low, come to carry
F       Am   G      C
  We’re here on the ground
      F          Fm
But I swear it’s heaven
 
[Outro]
C   Am G 
(x4)
C
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to see the lyrics Silver Bell
                  Annabelle, I'll be gambling 'til my bones are 'neath the apple field
Silver rain makes green every once in a while

I been lost, lost at every crossing, I was just drifting cold
Couldn't tell ya how many times I was ready to fold

Finally found us some good luck, let's see if it lasts

Cold, cold, every shoulder, still I learned to lean and freeze
Your roaring smile, campfire lit up the trees

Aw, my gal, she's a silver bell, she pulls straight from the loam
Just a kiss from your lips and I'm ready to go

Finally found us some good luck, let's see if it lasts

Swing high, swing low, come to carry
We're here on the ground, but I swear it's heaven                
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