I Wouldn’t Have it Any Other Way

 C G Am Esus4 F G C

C G Am Esus4 
If there’s a pain in loving too much
 F C Em
 Pray, tell me when is enough enough? 
C G Am
There’s a pain in loving too much
 D7 D11 D
 But I wouldn’t have it any other way 
 C C7
 So, love me fiercely, love me sweetly 
D9/A D9/G D9/F# Pierce me, heal me, and so, complete me 
 D7 D11 D 
I wouldn’t have it any other way
 F F∆. Em7 E
 I wouldn’t have it any other way

 If there’s a pain in opening up
 When I can’t stand will you hold me up?
 There's a pain in knowing too much
 But I wouldn’t have it any other way

 So, tell me straight but hold me gently 
 Allow me space now to reinvent me
 I wouldn’t have it any other way 
 I wouldn’t have it any other way
 D7 D11 D 
I wouldn’t have it any other way


 note: the D chord is played with an A note on the high E string.
calibration: 432

Icelandic Lifetimes

 Icelandic winter-white miles on the road
 Feather-wing faerie-lights, shimmering souls
 The skeleton swan and the serpentine orb
 The selenite wand and the dreamtime quartz 

 But nothing is ours, ain’t there nothing to hold? 
 The rosewood guitar and/or the northern-lights-stone 
 I am open, I am closed, I am homeless, I am home 
 Yet I’m happy, and I want you to know. I want you to know... Icelandic nightlife and billowing cold
 Cigarette phoenix-fire, crackling coals
 Dinner with friends in the shelter of souls
 Sipping dark chocolate in snow 

 But nothing is ours, ain’t there nothing to hold 
 The eye of the camera, the ear of the phone
 Caught like a picture of you with no clothes 
 I am open, I am closed, I am broken, I am whole 
 Yet I’m happy, and I want you to know. I want you to know

... I am ninety. I am four. I am a stranger at your door.
 I am the serpent in the smoke. I am molten in the forge.
 I am the burning brand, turning hand, spiraling sword! 
I am your lover. I am your whore. I cut the apple. I et the core.
 I am the crooked-laced, pokerfaced, carrion crow. 
I am floating. I have flown. I am present. I am gone.
 But I love you. And I love me.
 And I want you. And I want you to know. I want you to know...

The Wheel and the Barrow capo 4 

 Am G 
 I am your grandmother’s grandmother 
 F C D D9 
 And I traveled from the East on a ballad of the West 
 D F Am G Am G Am 
 By the Wheel and the Barrow and the Turning 

 Am G
 When the air became thick with the fires of war 
And the garden bore the stiffness of winter And the soldiers in the town square roundabout stood
 Am G Am 
 Like a murder of crows in the morning 

 Am G 
Said I to my lover “I fear for my life
 And the life of our children’s children 
And in the bower of my heart in the hour of the night 
 Am G Am Am G 
I feel the wheel of the barrow is turning... 
 F C D D9 
 Let us gather and flee overland to the sea 
 D F Am G Am G Am 
 And a dream of the future unfolding. 

Said he “there’s a time for standing your ground
 For the soil is the mother of our people
 And the bones of my family are the stones of the valley
 And my home is the soul of my yearning. 
Now the tools of the field will be sharpened and steeled
 While the men steel themselves now for battle
 And the soldiers in the town shall soon roundabout lay
 For the carrion crows by the morning. 
 Men, follow my lead and be willing to bleed
 For the dream of a future unfolding.”

 Well, the wheel of the barrow I’ll tighten and grease
 While the scythe and the sickle are burnished
 And when the silence of night met the violence of dawn
 There came a silence of no man returning. 
Now the old wooden cart I loaded for two
 for my womb carried a blessing and a burden
 While my heart bore the weight of the unknown fate
 Of my lover and our future without him 

 I am your grandmother’s grandmother 
 And I traveled from the East on a ballad of the West 
 By the Wheel and the Barrow and the Turning 

Well, I crept by the wayside and tread only by night
 And my belly was a kickin’ with hunger
 But my barrow fed me and my baby to be
 With the roots of a winter-grey farmland 
Though the roads of the north are stretched and they’re torn
 And the tracks are all crooked and muddy
 The way seemed to yield to the barrow and the wheel and like a horse; seemed to beckon me onward. 
 I’ll follow the wheel o’re orchard and field 
 To the sea and the freedom of the new world. 

In the fits of my dreams my love spoke to me
 From a cold Lithuanian prison
 With blood on his cheek and chains ‘round his feet 
And the fire in his eyes still a’burning
 “I pray for my lady and my baby” said he 
“I pray that they’re safe and they’re hidden
 And that she finds a man both handsome and kind 
To father our child and adore them
 For I am your grandfather’s grandfather 
 And I murdered for peace and I fell like a leaf
 Beneath the wheel of a war unrelenting” 
I traveled by foot, and by ship, and by train
 I traveled, aw, half the world over
 And when the baby was born on American soil
 The barrow was all I could give her 
 
I am your grandmother’s grandmother
 And I traveled from the East on a ballad of the West 
 By the Wheel and the Barrow and the Turning


 D F Am 
 By the Wheel and the Barrow and the Turning. note: the G is played with no 3rd [a D on the B string, with the A string muted] 

calibration: 432