Sand by Lee Hazlewood Sand Chorus: C# B C# Young woman share your fire with me. G#m C# My heart is cold, my soul is free. F# G# I am a stranger in your land. F# G# C# A wandering man, call me sand. C# B C# Oh sir my fire is very small. G#m C# It will not warm thy heart at all. F# G# But thee may take me by the hand. F# G# C# Hold me and I'll call thee sand Chorus At night when stars light up the sky. Oh sir I dream my fire is high. Oh taste these lips sir if you can. Wandering man, I call thee sand. Oh sir my fire is burning high. If it should stop sir I would die. A shooting star has crossed my land. Wandering man. Chorus by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com www.TAB6.com