annuler
Change la taille du texte.
Remplace par des accords plus faciles à jouer.
Affiche les acccords français (Do, Ré, Mi…).
Seul le bas du texte défile, vous laissant ainsi les accords de départ visibles.
Certaines partitions n’affichent les accords qu’au début. Cet outil tente de les recopier dans l’ensemble du texte.
Marque le tempo à la vitesse que vous souhaitez.
Intro:
It's high on a mountain the warm winds are blowing
And where the winds are blowing to there ain't no way of knowing
The mountain grass is short it's dry and close to burning
Crying out for water as the season's turning
The sweet smell of the pines__ the tall western cedar
Drifting on the wind through the mountains like a river
I've been too long away from this wild open sky
On the concrete trails that wind through the canyons dark and wide
The sounds of people talking in words of blue and grey
And smells of doors and windows closed against the day
The sweet smell of the pines__ the tall western cedar
Drifting on the wind through the mountains like a river
Instrumental:
Now the dust lies thick and heavy where my feet are falling
There's nothing but the sound of the jaybirds calling
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My mind grows dry and thirsty as the memories linger
Drifting on the wind through the mountains like a river
The sweet smell of the pines__ the tall western cedar
Drifting on the wind through the mountains like a river
Instrumental: (4x)
The sweet smell of the pines__ the tall western cedar
Drifting on the wind through the mountains like a river
The sweet smell of the pines__ the tall western cedar
Drifting on the wind through the mountains like a river