My Sisters Tiny Hands

Andrew Bird

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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------                          My Sister’s Tiny Hands - Andrew Bird                             Written by The Handsome Family                         Things Are Really Great Here Sort Of ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- CAPO 3 The song uses a slight variation on travis picking. I’ll start by tabbing out the fingerpicking pattern but I’ll write out the majority with just chords. You can either strum or continue fingerpicking.         INTRO e|------0-----------0--------------------------------------------------------| B|--1-------------1---------1---1--0---0--1------1---1--0---0--0----0--------| G|----2---2-----2-----2-------2------0-------------2------0------------------| D|--2--2-0------2--2-0------2--2---0--0---2------2--2---0--0--0----0---------| A|-0-0--0------0-0--0--0-2-3-3----2-2----0------0-0-------------0h2----------| E|---------0-3------------------------------0-3--------3-3---3---------------| e|--------------------1------------------------------------------------------| B|--1------1------1-----1-1----1--0----1--1-----0---0---------1-----1--------| G|------------------2-------2---------2-----2-----0---0----0-----------------| D|--2------2------3--3-3---3---2--0--2----2--2--0--0-0----0---2-----2--------| A|-0------0-------------------3--2--0----0-0-----------0h2---0-----0---------| E|----0-3----0-3-1-1--1--1--------------3------3-3--3----------0-3-----------|         VERSE We came in this world together Legs wrapped round each other My cheek against my sister’s We were born like tangled vines         And we lived along the river Where the black clouds never lingered And the sunlight spread like honey Through my sister’s tiny hand          But while picking sour apples In the wild waving grasses Sister stumbled in the briar And was bitten by a snake                 CHORUS         Every creature casts a shadow Under the sun’s golden fingers And as the sun slips past the waving grass Some shadows are dragged along             VIOLIN SOLO        /               /             VERSE So alone I took to drinking Bottles of cheap whiskey And I staggered through the backwoods Killing snakes with a sharpened stick        Oh but still I heard her laughing In the wild waving grasses Still her tiny hands were splashing At the river’s sparkling shore         So I took my rusty gas can And an old iron shovel And I set the woods to blaze And choked the river up with stones                CHORUS                          Every creature casts a shadow Under the sun’s golden fingers And as the sun slips past the waving grass Some shadows are dragged along

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La chanson évoque un lien profond entre deux sœurs, qui semblent avoir grandi ensemble dans une harmonie naturelle et innocente. Leur complicité est mise à l'épreuve lorsque l'une d'elles se blesse, plongeant l'autre dans une solitude douloureuse. Alors qu'il cherche à échapper à sa peine à travers l'alcool et la colère, il tourne son désespoir en destruction, en mettant le feu à la forêt et en obstruant la rivière. Malgré tout, le souvenir des rires de sa sœur continue de le hanter, rappelant l'innocence perdue. Le contexte semble évoquer des thèmes comme la perte, la nostalgie et l'impact dévastateur du chagrin. On ressent l'absence de la sœur à travers les actions désespérées du protagoniste, une manière troublante de faire face à la douleur et de chercher une forme de rédemption dans le chaos.