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Avalanche by Leonard Cohen
Avalanche
Tuning (lowest string first) : CFA#D#GC
You can use standard EADGBE tuning (song will start in A m)
F m
intro
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -(0)- -(0)- -(0)- -(0) middle
- - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 middle
- 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - index
- - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - thumb
0 - - - - - - - - - - - 0 - - - - - - - - - - - thumb
- - - - - - 0 - - - - - - - - - - - 0 - - - - - thumb
F m
well I stepped into an
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
- - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 0
- 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 0 -
- - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 0 - -
0 - - - - - 0 - - - - - 0 - - - - - 0 - - - - -
- - - - - -(0)- - - - - - - - - - -(0)- - - - -
C#
avalanche
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
- - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 0
- 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 0 -
- - - 3 - - - - - 3 - - - - - 3 - - - - - 0 - -
- - - - - - 3 - - - - - 3 - - - - - 3 - - - - -
1 - - - - - - - - - - -(1)- - - - - - - - - - -
F m D#
it covered up my
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
- - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0
- 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 -
- - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 0 - - - - - 0 - -
0 - - - - - 0 - - - - - - - - - - -(2)- - - - -
- - - - - - - - - - - - 3 - - - - - 3 - - - - -
F m
soul
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
- - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1
- 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 -
- - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 2 - -
0 - - - - - 0 - - - - - 0 - - - - - 0 - - - - -
- - - - - -(0)- - - - - - - - - - -(0)- - - - -
G#
you who wish to
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
- - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1
- 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 -
- - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 2 - -
3 - - - - - 3 - - - - - 3 - - - - - 3 - - - - -
- - - - - -(3)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
C 7
conquer pain, you must
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
- - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0
- 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 -
- - - 0 - - - - - 0 - - - - - 0 - - - - - 0 - -
2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - -
- - - - - -(0)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
F m
learn, learn to serve me
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
- - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1
- 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 -
- - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 2 - -
0 - - - - - 0 - - - - - 0 - - - - - 0 - - - - -
- - - - - -(0)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
C#
well
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
- - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1
- 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 -
- - - 3 - - - - - 3 - - - - - 3 - - - - - 3 - -
- - - - - - 3 - - - - - 3 - - - - - 3 - - - - -
1 - - - - - - - - - - -(1)- - - - - - - - - - -
C# maj7b5
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -(0)- -(0)- -(0)- -(0)
- - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0
- 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 - - 2 -
- - - 3 - - - - - 3 - - - - - 3 - - - - - 3 - -
- - - - - -(2)- - - - - - - - - - -(2)- - - - -
0 - - - - - 0 - - - - - 0 - - - - - 0 - - - - -
C
- - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 middle finger brushes
- - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 - - 0 both strings
- 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 - - 1 -
- - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 2 - - - - - 2 - -
- - - - - -(2)- - - - - - - - - - -(2)- - - - -
0 - - - - - 0 - - - - - 0 - - - - - 0 - - - - -
Well I stepped into an avalanche
It covered up my soul;
When I am not this hunchback that you see
I sleep beneath the golden hill
You who wish to conquer pain
You must learn, learn to serve me well
You strike my side by accident
As you go down for your gold
The cripple here that you clothe and feed
Is neither starved nor cold;
He does not ask for your company
Not at the centre, the centre of the world
When I am on a pedestal
You did not raise me there
Your laws do not compel me
To kneel grotesque and bare
I myself am the pedestal
For this ugly hump at which you stare
You who wish to conquer pain
You must learn what makes me kind;
The crumbs of love that you offer me
They're the crumbs I've left behind
Your pain is no credential here
It's just the shadow, shadow of my wound
I have begun to long for you
I who have no greed
I have begun to ask for you
I who have no need
You say you've gone away from me
But I can feel you when you breathe
Do not dress in those rags for me
I know you are not poor
You don't love me quite so fiercely now
When you know that you are not sure
It is your turn, beloved
It is your flesh that I wear
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version 2
Chords used in this song :
Fm
e -x-|---|---|---|---|
B -x-|---|---|---|---|
G -x-|---|---|---|---|
D ---|---|-x-|---|---|
A ---|---|-x-|---|---|
E -x-|---|---|---|---| C#
e -x-|---|---|---|---|
B ---|-x-|---|---|---|
G -x-|---|---|---|---|
D ---|---|-x-|---|---|
A ---|---|---|-x-|---|
E ---|---|---|-o-|---| D#
3 fr.
e -x-|---|---|---|---|
B ---|-x-|---|---|---|
G -x-|---|---|---|---|
D ---|---|-x-|---|---|
A ---|---|---|-x-|---|
E ---|---|---|-o-|---| G#
e ---|---|---|-x-|---|
B -x-|---|---|---|---|
G -x-|---|---|---|---|
D -x-|---|---|---|---|
A ---|---|---|---|---|
E ---|---|---|---|---|
C
e ---|---|---|---|---|
B -x-|---|---|---|---|
G ---|---|---|---|---|
D ---|-x-|---|---|---|
A ---|---|-x-|---|---|
E ---|---|-o-|---|---|
Fm C#
Well I stepped into an avalanche,
Fm D# Fm
It covered up my soul;
Fm C#
When I am not this hunchback that you see,
Fm D# Fm
I sleep beneath the golden hill.
G# C
You who wish to conquer pain,
Fm C#
You must learn, learn to serve me well.
You strike my side by accident
As you go down for your gold.
The cripple here that you clothe and feed
Is neither starved nor cold;
He does not ask for your company,
Not at the centre, the centre of the world.
When I am on a pedestal,
You did not raise me there.
Your laws do not compel me
To kneel grotesque and bare.
I myself am the pedestal
For this ugly hump at which you stare.
You who wish to conquer pain,
You must learn what makes me kind;
The crumbs of love that you offer me,
Theyre the crumbs Ive left behind.
Your pain is no credential here,
Its just the shadow, shadow of my wound.
I have begun to long for you,
I who have no greed;
I have begun to ask for you,
I who have no need.
You say youve gone away from me,
But I can feel you when you breathe.
Do not dress in those rags for me,
I know you are not poor;
You dont love me quite so fiercely now
When you know that you are not sure,
It is your turn, beloved,
It is your flesh that I wear.
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version 3
Am F
Well I stepped into an avalanche,
Am G Am
it covered up my soul;
Am F
when I am not this hunchback that you see,
Am G Am
I sleep beneath the golden hill.
C G
You who wish to conquer pain,
Am F
you must learn, learn to serve me well.
You strike my side by accident
as you go down for your gold.
The cripple here that you clothe and feed
is neither starved nor cold;
he does not ask for your company,
not at the centre, the centre of the world.
When I am on a pedestal,
you did not raise me there.
Your laws do not compel me
to kneel grotesque and bare.
I myself am the pedestal
for this ugly hump at which you stare.
You who wish to conquer pain,
you must learn what makes me kind;
the crumbs of love that you offer me,
they're the crumbs I've left behind.
Your pain is no credential here,
it's just the shadow, shadow of my wound.
I have begun to long for you,
I who have no greed;
I have begun to ask for you,
I who have no need.
You say you've gone away from me,
but I can feel you when you breathe.
Do not dress in those rags for me,
I know you are not poor;
don't love me quite so fiercely now
when you know that you are not sure,
it is your turn, beloved,
it is your flesh that I wear.
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version 4
Capo: 1st fret
[Verse]
Em C
Well I stepped into an avalanche,
Em D Em
It covered up my soul;
Em C
When I am not this hunchback that you see,
Em D Em
I sleep beneath the golden hill.
G Am
You who wish to conquer pain,
Em C
You must learn, learn to serve me well.
Em C
You strike my side by accident
Em D Em
As you go down for your gold.
Em C
The cripple here that you clothe and feed
Em D Em
Is neither starved nor cold;
G Am
He does not ask for your company,
Em C
Not at the centre, the centre of the world.
Em C
When I am on a pedestal,
Em D Em
You did not raise me there.
Em C
Your laws do not compel me
Em D Em
To kneel grotesque and bare.
G Am
I myself am the pedestal
Em C
For this ugly hump at which you stare.
Em C
You who wish to conquer pain,
Em D D Em
You must learn what makes me kind;
Em C
The crumbs of love that you offer me,
Em D D Em
They're the crumbs I've left behind.
G Am
Your pain is no credential here,
Em C
It's just the shadow, shadow of my wound.
Em C
I have begun to long for you,
Em D Em
I who have no greed;
Em C
I have begun to ask for you,
Em D Em
I who have no need.
G Am
You say you've gone away from me,
Em C
But I can feel you when you breathe.
Em C
Do not dress in those rags for me,
Em D Em
I know you are not poor;
Em C
You don't love me quite so fiercely now
Em D D Em
When you know that you are not sure,
G Am
It is your turn, beloved,
Em C
It is your flesh that I wear.
Em C Em D Em
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version 5
Capo: 1st fret
Em C/G
Well I stepped into an avalanche,
Em D Em
It covered up my soul;
Em C/G
When I am not this hunchback that you see,
Em D Em
I sleep beneath the golden hill.
G B7
You who wish to conquer pain,
Em C/G ... B7
You must learn, learn to serve me well.
Em C/G
You strike my side by accident
Em D Em
As you go down for your gold.
Em C/G
The cripple here that you clothe and feed
Em D Em
Is neither starved nor cold;
G B7
He does not ask for your company,
Em C/G B7
Not at the centre, the centre of the world.
Em C/G
When I am on a pedestal,
Em D Em
You did not raise me there.
Em C/G
Your laws do not compel me
Em D Em
To kneel grotesque and bare.
G B7
I myself am the pedestal
Em C/G B7
For this ugly hump at which you stare.
Em C/G
You who wish to conquer pain,
Em D Em
You must learn what makes me kind;
Em C/G
The crumbs of love that you offer me,
Em D Em
Theyre the crumbs I've left behind.
G B7
Your pain is no credential here,
Em C/G B7
Its just the shadow, shadow of my wound.
Em C/G
I have begun to long for you,
Em D Em
I who have no greed;
Em C/G
I have begun to ask for you,
Em D Em
I who have no need.
G B7
You say you've gone away from me,
Em C/G B7
But I can feel you when you breathe.
Em C/G
Do not dress in those rags for me,
Em D Em
I know you are not poor;
Em C/G
You don't love me quite so fiercely now
Em D Em
When you know that you are not sure,
G B7
It is your turn, beloved,
Em C/G B7
It is your flesh that I wear.
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