• Song:

    Winter Birds

  • Artist:

    Ray Lamontagne

  • Album:

    Gossip In The Grain (Di...

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                 It's the Widow    now that owns that angry plow,
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                 The Spartan Mule             and The Crippled Cow.
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                 The fal      low      field that will yield      no more.
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                as the fox  lay sleeping 'neath her kitchen floor.
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D                                 G
The stream can't contain such the withering rain,

C                                  D
From the pasture, the fence it is leaning away.

                                                                         G
The clouds crack and growl like some great cat on the prowl.

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Crying out, "I am, I am" over and over again.

                The days grow short as the nights grow long.
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Dmaj7                                            Gm
                The kettle sings its tortured songs.

Dmaj7                                            Gm
                A many petaled kiss I place upon her brow.

      Oh, my lady,                             lady I am loving you now.
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              The Winter Birds                 have come back    again.
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                 Here the sprightly chickadee, gone now is the Willow Wren.
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Gmaj7                                                C
In passing, greet each other as if old, old friends. And to the voiceless

Gmaj7                              D
trees, it is their own they will lend.

                The days grow short as the nights grow long.
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Dmaj7                                             Gm
                The kettle sings its tortured songs.

Dmaj7                                                   Gm
                A many petaled kiss I place upon her brow.

   Oh, my lady,                              lady I am loving you now.
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        all these                  things                        will
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          change,
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        Gmaj7          D
the memories will    remain.

As green to gold              and gold                       to brown,
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     the leaves will fall to feed the ground.

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      And in their fall    ing make no sound.

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Oh,      my la          dy,       lady I    am loving you now.

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D                                        Gmaj7
        I've gathered all my money and I'm goin' to town

C                                             D
        to buy             my lady a long and flowing gown.

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'Cause come tomorrow morning we're off to the county fair.

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I'll find a yellow flower and I will lace it in her hair.

       Oh,       my la  dy,          lady I         am loving you now.
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