The Cold Acre

Tabbed by: emery01
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Tuning: Standard
So, deceptively the intro/verse just sits on a Bm while the lead guitar plays a little lick that seems to
move between a Bm arpeggio and an A major arpeggio.  I'm almost certain that the whole band just sits on the Bm
while the lead does its thing.
However I decided it sounded better with one guitar in the verses to alternate between Bm and F#m.
You can either or come up with your own idea on what sounds best for you.
Lead intro:

INTRO:
Bm
          Bm
There's a place I've been told
                          F#m
And when I grow old I may go there
          Bm
I've been told that my family's bones
                  F#m
May lie under the snow there
               D                   F#m
With my little bag, with my little dog
    G
Who sleeps on my chest
                               A
When he can't find a hole in a log
       F#m             G
When I go, my dog will know
To leave his old fellow and find a new pillow
A
Far from the chill of the cold acre
*INTRO*
              Bm
Now there's a Hillydale here and a Lilydale there
              F#m                                        Bm
Where there's joy in the living, voices that ring in the air
 F#m                                           D
I'd stay there but sooner or later I'd have to go
              F#m             G
Where I don't know but when a dog knows it's on him
                           A            F#m         G
He doesn't ask why he just goes, when I go my bones will know
                                               A
To pick up and follow the wagon that rolls on the cold acre
CHORUS:
              D                         F#m
My heart is a cold acre and my chest is a cold acre
        G                                           A
I don't grow any good anymore though I've seeded my soul
With all kinds of love, that it aches so
*G  O OVER VERSE*

         Bm
Though I wake from them mouthing
                          F#m
They leave me not able to talk
          Bm
All these dreams are not nightmares
                                 F#m
But realms I've been choosing to walk
               D                   F#m
With my little bag, with my little dog
    G                                     A
Who rests on my stomach and barks at the oncoming fog
             F#m               G
O but when I go with my lot in tow
Like a vampire carry my piece in the earth
A
To the place of my death to the plots of my birth
CHORUS:
              D                         F#m
My heart is a cold acre, in my chest is a cold acre
        G                                           A
I don't grow any good anymore though I've seeded my soul
                                            D
With all kinds of love that don't grow in a cold acre
           F#m
Nothing grows in a cold acre
        G
I don't grow any good anymore from the bad
            A
But there's one that you have, one that you had
  F#m                     G
O grow, grow, grow, grow, grow
                         A
And plant me in the only place I know that's the cold acre