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Diamond mountain
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Peter Donnelly (peter.donnelly@eurocontrol.be)
DADGAD
Tab symbols: "/" means slide up.
It is possible to play the same D shape throughout the song but it sounds better like this. Plug it in. Switch on the chorus. Turn up the volume and "give it a lash"....It sounds great!

Diamond mountain

Fill after the chorus II at the end of the song. For the timing 
of the middle bit from G to A to G, listen to the CD. 
 
  A                D            G   A   G    A              :w
  D'
d-o-----o-----o----o------------o---o---o----o-----o-----o----o-
A-o-----o-----o----o--7--/--12--o---o---o----o-----o-----o----o-
G-6--/--7--/--9----11-----------4---6---4----6--/--7--/--9----11
D-7--/--9--/--11---o------------o---7---o----7--/--9--/--11---o-
A-o-----o-----o----12-----------5---o---5----o-----o-----o----12
D-7-----o-----o----12-----------5---7---5----7-----o-----o----12

           D  G            A	G
Voices cry out, shells of houses
             D      G           A   G
White faced children, hungry eyes
           D       G               A	  G
The cruel sea calls the unwilling traveler
                       D    G       A	G
Who would look for the road to survival

         D' G          A    G
Hold my hand a little longer
                D'    G          A	G
Take one last look out over the fields
                      D'   G           A	G
To the reds and the browns of Diamond Mountain
                         D'   G         A	G
Bring the smell and the sound to your station

               D' A G             A  	G
I will be here        when you need me
               D' A G                A	  G 
I will be here        in the pouring rain
               D' A G             A	  G
I will be here        on Diamond Mountain


They bring their song line to Australia
Scattering magical airs, cities, towns
The dreaming road to Diamond Mountain
An ordinary wonder on the heather ground

Hold my hand a little longer
Take one last look out over the fields
To the reds and the browns of Diamond Mountain
Bring the smell and the sound to your station

He kisses his love, Diamond Mountain
The mad wind whistles, bushes, stones
Like two March swallows back to the mountain
Come full circle at last, heaven, home