Hợp âm - tab: My Kantele - cảm âm - lời bài hát

[Intro] Cm Bb Bb Cm 8x

[Verse 1]
[Cm]Truly they [Bb]lie, they talk utter nons[Cm]ense
Who say that [Bb]music reckon that the [Cm]kantele
Was fashioned by a [Bb]god
Out of a great pike's [Cm]shoulders
From a water-dog's hooked [Bb]bones
It was moulded from [Cm]sorrow

[Interlude] Cm Bb Bb Cm 2x

[Chorus]
Its [Cm]belly out of [Bb]hard [Cm]days
Its [Cm]soundboard from [Bb]endless w[Cm]oes
Its [Cm]strings gathered from [Bb]torments, and its pegs from other [Cm]ills
Truly [Cm]they lie, they [Bb]talk utter non[Cm]sense

Gm Dm Bb C 4x

[Interlude] Cm Bb Bb Cm 4x

[Chorus]
Its [Cm]belly out of [Bb]hard [Cm]days
Its [Cm]soundboard from [Bb]endless w[Cm]oes
Its [Cm]strings gathered from [Bb]torments, and its pegs from other [Cm]ills
Truly [Cm]they lie, they [Bb]talk utter non[Cm]sense

Gm Dm Bb C 8x

[Outro] Cm Bb Bb Ab Ab Bb Cm Bb 10x