G Am C G Am C
he kissed her once as she leaned on the windowsill
G Am C G Am C
she'll never love him but knows that her father will
G Am C
her fallen fruit is all rotten in the middle but her
G Am C
breast never dries when he's hungry
G Am C x2
the money came and she died in her rocking chair
the window wide and the rain in her braided hair
a letter locked in the pattern of her knuckle
like a hymn to the house she was making
G Am C x2
G Am C
blind and whistling just around the corner and there's a
G AmC
wind that is whispering something
G AmC
strong as hell but not hickory rooted
G Am C x2
she kissed him once cause he gave her a cigarette
and turned around but he waits like a turned down bed
and summer left like her walking with another and a
sound of a church bell ringing
G Am C x2
the money came and he died like a butterfly
a buried star and the haze of the city lights
a gun went off and her mother dropped her baby on the
blue feathered wing - we were lucky
G Am C x2
G Am C
blind and whistling just around the corner and there's a
G AmC
wind that is whispering something
G AmC
strong as hell but not hickory rooted
G Am C x12