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BURDEN OF THE ANGEL BEAST Bruce Cockburn 1994,
"Dart to the Heart"
Transcribed by Stephen Cody Coderre
There are no commercial trans. of this song. This trans. is my own
version. The solo runs are my invention loosely based on the riffs
in the song.
DEFs: drop D tuning: 6th str. 1 tone down
G5: 550030
G6: 0x9780
D9/G: 020230
Asus4/7: 002233
Em6add3: 222033
CHART:
verse:
D G5 D G5 D G5
| //// | //// | //// | //// | //// | //// :| (2x)
chorus:
Em6add3 Asus4/7 A D
| //// | // // :| (2x) | ////
solo: (my own) - see tab
D run D9/G D run G6 D run D9/G
| // // | // // | // // | //// | // // | //// |
Em6add3 run A run D
| // // | // // | //// |
out jam:
Em6add3 Asus4/7 A
| //// | // // :|
SOLO TABS:
common riffs:
D: G5:
/ / / / / / / /
|-2--2--3_2-2_0--|------------------|
|-3--3--3--------|-3--3-----3---3---|
|-2--2--2--------|-------0_4--0_4---|
[top 3 strings - riff off chords above]
D: D9/G:(1st end) G6:(2nd end)
/ / / / / / / /
| --------- |----0- |---------------
| --------- : |----3- |-2/8----8!--8--
| --4_0---0 |----2- |-3/7--------7--
| ------4-- |------ |-------0----9--
| --------- : |-2--2- |---------------
| --0-0-0-0 |-0--0- |---------------
/ / p p p p / / // / / / / / /
|--2---2-------------|-----0---|-3-----|-0----------|-2--|
|--3---3-------------|-----3---|-3-----|-2---2/3/5!-|-3--|
|--2---2-------------|-----2---|-0-----|-2----------|-2--|
|----------3-3--2-0--|---------|-2--4/5|-2----------|-0--|
|--------------------|-2!--2---|-2-----|-0---0/2/4!-|-0--|
|--0-------0-0--0-0--|-----0---|-2--2/5|------------|-2--|
LYRICS:
From the lying mirror to the movement of stars
Everybody's looking for who they are
Those who know, don't have the words to tell
And the ones with the words, don't know too well
[chorus]
Could be famine, could be the feast
Could be the pusher, could be the priest
Always ourselves we love the least
That's the burden of the Angel Beast
Birds of paradise, birds of prey
Here tommorrow, gone today
Cross my forehead, cross my palm
Don't cross me, or I'll do you harm [to chorus]
[solo]
We go crying, we go laughing
Never understand, the time we were passing
Kill for money, die for love
Whatever was God thinking of [to chorus]
[out jam]
