Acres Wild

Am          F         G
I'll make love to you
Am            F        G
  in all good places
Am            F         G
  under black mountains
Am      F           G
  in open spaces.
 Am            F        G
By deep brown rivers
 Am            F        G
  that slither darkly
 Am            F        G
  through far marches
             Am       F        G
  where the blue hare races.
F         Dm7         C
Come with me to the Winged Isle ---
F         Dm7          Am
  northern father's western child.
F                 Dm7         C
Where the dance of ages is playing still
F             G           E7   D
  through far marches of acres wild.
 

REST THE SAME

I'll make love to you
  in narrow side streets
  with shuttered windows,
  crumbling chimneys.

Come with me to the weary town ---
  discos silent under tiles
  that slide from roof-tops, scatter softly
  on concrete marches of acres wild.

By red bricks pointed
  with cement fingers
Flaking damply from sagging shoulders.

Come with me to the Winged Isle ---
  northern father's western child.
Where the dance of ages is playing still
  through far marches of acres wild.

words and music by  IAN ANDERSON

TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN)
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