ARTIST: TOM WAITS
SONG: WIDOWS GROVE / WIDOWS GRACE
TRANSCRIBED BY: Benjamin the Great

	A (x02220@1)C#m (x13321@4)F#m (244222@1)C#mI (x13321@4)met you in the saddle, rode you in the dust
	F#m (244222@1)C#m (x13321@4)	G (320003@1)E (022100@1)
Held your hand to the heavens, pulled your heart to the earth
		A (x02220@1)C#m (x13321@4)	F#m (244222@1)C#mThere (x13321@4)was something that blinded me more than the mist
	F#m (244222@1)C#m (x13321@4)	DAnd (xx0232@1)the breath of the cottonwood buds lighter yet

	F#m (244222@1)		C#mAnd (x13321@4)you rode the maypole of dance hall legs
	F#m (244222@1)		C#mAnd (x13321@4)galloped to another's embrace
	D (xx0232@1)	A (x02220@1)	EAnd (022100@1)I bit the flowers from your wrist corsage
	Bm (x24432@1)	EBm	EAnd (022100@1)you waltzed too slowly, too slowly you waltzed
	G (320003@1)EWith (022100@1)that girl from Widow's Grove

		AE		A (x02220@1)EA EOh, (022100@1)I'd follow you to the river, that washes out to the s……ea
		A (x02220@1)		BmC#m		AThrough (x02220@1)the wind, through the rain of a cold dark night
	EA
That's where I'll be

Near the breath of a swallow, petals dropped as you fell
And you grabbed then shyly held me, against the stone cold well
In your hand was a glass, you held the ice against the night
And it dripped and it sparkled and I laughed a wish

Before it all slipped down the dark tunneled well
I heard it melt quietly and I looked at you
Bent to the earth with just one pleading wish
Your skirts brushed to the furious pounding

Oh, I'd follow you to the river, that washes out to the sea
Through the wind, through the rain of a cold dark night
That's where I'll be

		A (x02220@1)	C#m (x13321@4)	F#m (244222@1)
I hid in the elm and raised the bough, that hung even with your 
C#mneck (x13321@4)	F#m (244222@1)		C#m (x13321@4)	G (320003@1)EAnd (022100@1)I chased you and drowned you, there deep in the well
		A (x02220@1)	C#m (x13321@4)	F#mAnd (244222@1)when your mouth was full and wet, I swallowed all your 
C#mreckless (x13321@4)fate

	F#m (244222@1)	C#m (x13321@4)	G (320003@1)	EAnd (022100@1)with your last breath, you moaned too drunk to wake

Oh, I'd follow you to the river, that washes out to the sea
Through the wind, through the rain of a cold dark night
That's where I'll be
Through the wind, through the rain of a cold dark night
That's where I'll be