{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":1067653,"song":"The Shifting Whispering Sands","artist":"Johnny Cash","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/1067653-the-shifting-whispering-sands-chords-by-johnny-cash/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/1067653?type=chord","rating":0.14021,"votes":0,"content":"Intro:\r\n\r\n|     [ch]C[/ch]     |     [ch]C[/ch]     |     [ch]C[/ch]     |     [ch]C[/ch]     |\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]\r\n       I discovered the valley of the shifting, whispering sands[/tab]\r\n\r\nWhile prospecting in a western state.\r\n[tab]                                          [ch]C[/ch]\r\nI saw the silent windmills, the crumbling water tanks,[/tab]\r\n\r\nThe bones of the cattle picked clean by buzzards, bleached by the desert sun.\r\n[tab]                   [ch]G[/ch]\r\nI stumbled over a crumbling buckboard nearly covered by the sand.[/tab]\r\n\r\nAnd stopping to rest, I heard a tinkling, whispering sound,\r\n[tab]        [ch]C[/ch]                                                     [ch]F[/ch]\r\nAnd suddenly realized that even though the wind was quiet,[/tab]\r\n[tab]                                         [ch]C[/ch]\r\nThe sand did not lie still.[/tab]\r\n\r\nI seemed to be surrounded by a mystery\r\n[tab]                                       [ch]D7[/ch]\r\nSo heavy and oppresive      I could scarcely breathe.[/tab]\r\n[tab]                                                       [ch]G[/ch]\r\nFor weeks I wandered aimlessly       in the valley,[/tab]\r\n                                                                                         \r\n[tab]                    [ch]C[/ch]\r\nSeeking answers to the many questions that raced through my mind.[/tab]\r\n\r\nWhere was ev'ryone? Why the white bones, the dry wells,\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]\r\n     The baron valley where the people must have lived and died?[/tab]\r\n\r\nI sat down and buried my face in my hands.\r\n[tab]                     [ch]C[/ch]\r\nAnd resting,        I learned the secret of the shifting, whispering sands.[/tab]\r\n\r\nHow I managed to escape from the valley, I don't know.\r\n[tab]       [ch]G[/ch]\r\nBut now to pay my debt for being saved, I must tell you[/tab]\r\n\r\nWhat I learned out on the desert so many years ago.\r\n\r\n[ch]C[/ch]                                                                               \r\n[tab]                [ch]G7[/ch]\r\n      (When the day is hardly quiet and the breeze seems not to blow,[/tab]\r\n                                                                                         \r\n[tab]           [ch]C[/ch]\r\nOne would think the sand was resting but you'll find this is not so.[/tab]\r\n[tab]                                                                                       [ch]G7[/ch]\r\nIt is whisp'ring, softly whisp'ring, as it slowly moves a-long.[/tab]\r\n[tab]                                                                                         [ch]C[/ch]\r\nAnd those who stop and listen, it will sing this mournful song.[/tab]\r\n[tab]             [ch]F[/ch]                                                  [ch]C[/ch]\r\nOf side-winders and the horn toad on the thorny chaparral,[/tab]\r\n[tab]          [ch]D7[/ch]                                                             [ch]G[/ch]\r\nIn the sunny days and the moonlight nights, the lonely coyotes yell.)[/tab]\r\n\r\n               [ch]C[/ch]                                                                \r\n[tab]                          [ch]G7[/ch]\r\nHow the stars seem they could touch you as you lay and gaze on high[/tab]\r\n                                                                                         \r\n[tab]          [ch]C[/ch]\r\nAt the heavens where you're hoping you'll be going when you die.[/tab]","plain_text":"Intro:\n\n|     C     |     C     |     C     |     C     |\n\n\n\nWhile prospecting in a western state.\n\n\nThe bones of the cattle picked clean by buzzards, bleached by the desert sun.\n\n\nAnd stopping to rest, I heard a tinkling, whispering sound,\n\n\n\nI seemed to be surrounded by a mystery\n\n\n                                                                                         \n\n\nWhere was ev'ryone? Why the white bones, the dry wells,\n\n\nI sat down and buried my face in my hands.\n\n\nHow I managed to escape from the valley, I don't know.\n\n\nWhat I learned out on the desert so many years ago.\n\nC                                                                               \n\n                                                                                         \n\n\n\n\n\n\n               C","chords":["C","G","F","D7","G7"],"chord_diagrams":{"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"D7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,2,1,3],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,1,2]},"F":{"barres":[1],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,2,1,1],"frets":[1,3,3,2,1,1]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]},"G7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[3,2,0,0,0,1],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,1]}}}