C5 Bb5 G5 Ab5 x3 (powerchord)
C5 Bb5 G5 G5 (powerchord)


C5 Bb5
Bitter branches
C5 Bb5
spreading out.
C5 Bb5
There's none more bitter
C5 Bb5
than the wood.
G5       Ab5
Into the wide world,
G5 Ab5
it grows,
C5 Bb5
twisting under
C5 Bb5
soldier's feet,
C5 Bb5
standing in line
C5 Bb5
and the damp earth underneath.
G5        Ab5
Holding up their rifles
G5 Ab5
high,
G5              Ab5
holding their young wives
G5        Ab5
who wave goodbye.


Bb5 C5 x2 (powerchord)
Ab5 C5 (powerchord)
G5 G5 (powerchord)


C5 Bb5
Hold up the clear glass
C5 Bb5
to look and see
C5 Bb5
soldiers standing
C5 Bb5
and the roots twist underneath.
G5        Ab5
Their young wives with white hands
G5        Ab5
wave goodbye.
G5        Ab5
Their arms as bitter branches
G5        Ab5
spreading into the world.
C5 Bb5
Wave goodbye,
G5        Ab5
Wave goodbye.