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 Am C wind that is whispering something G Am C 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 Am C wind that is whispering something G Am C strong as hell but not hickory rooted G Am C x12
