Loosegoats
Cavaco chords Easy level Easy
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[Intro ]
D G 
D G 
D 
  D                               G 
e|---------6-------------7------|-7-6----------------| 
B|-----7-----7--------9----9----|-----9-7-----7------| 
G|-4/6---6-----6--6/8---8-----8-|---------6h8---8-6--| 
D|------------------------------|--------------------| 
A|------------------------------|--------------------| 
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  D                               G 
e|---------6-------------7------|-7-6----------------| 
B|-----7-----7--------9----9----|-----9-7-----7------| 
G|-4/6---6-----6--6/8---8-----8-|---------6h8---8-6--| 
D|------------------------------|--------------------| 
A|------------------------------|--------------------| 
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{Vers} 
D            Em       A                         D 
Wave to the harbour - nonchalant with grace and ease 
D            Em      A                           G 
Eve of the father - tastes like a storm and smells like a breeze 

 
             F#m        G             F#m             G 
And it's not easy being free, because liberation is a dying breed 
D          G                                                D 
1912 was a beg and a plead from a mother whose future was so set to bleed 
         D                      G                   D 
at the hands of the man who was sent by the gods to better his life and to worsen the odds 
 

 
D G 
D G 
D 

{Vers} 
D             Em        A                       D 
With only one mother - and four heroes - all to blame 
D               Em      A               G 
some say "why bother" - less to love is more to shame 
 
 
             F#m        G             F#m             G 
But it's not easy being free, because liberation is a dying breed 
D          G                                                D 
1912 was a beg and a plea from a mother whose future was so set to bleed 
         D                      G                   D 
at the hands of the man who was sent by the gods to better his life and to worsen the odds 

for you and me... 

{Solo} 
Em G 
D G D 
D G D 
Em G 
D G D 
D 
 
 
             F#m        G             F#m             G 
But it's not easy being free, because liberation is a luxury 
D          G                                               D 
1912 was a beg and a plea from a mother whose future was so set to bleed 
         D                      G                   D 
at the hands of the man who was sent by the gods to better his life and to worsen the odds 



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