Gallows

	  		

Verse 1 

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It was just before the moon hung 
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Her weary heavy head in 
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The gallows and the graves of  
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The milky milky cradle 
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His tears have turned to poppies 
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A shimmer in the midnight 
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A flower in the twilight 
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A flower in the twilight 

 

             Am     C     
And our screaming 
             G      Em 
Is in his screaming 
       Am   C                G        Em 
Our screaming in the willow tree. 


Verse 2 

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They took him to the gallows 
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He fought them all the way though 
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And when they asked us how we knew 
     Am      F  
His name 
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We died just before him 
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Our eyes are in the flowers 
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Our hands are in the branches 
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Our voices in the breezes 



             Am     C 
And our screaming 
             G        Em 
Is in his screaming 
       Am           C        G        Em 
Our screaming in the willow tree
 

Verse 3 

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We're waiting by the willow 
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Our milky milky cradle 
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Our lockets long have rusted 
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His picture worn and weathered 
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Our hair is in the garden 
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The roses in our toeses 
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Our heart are in the blossoms 
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Our eyes are in the branches 


 

             Am     C 
And our screaming 
             G        Em 
Is in his screaming 
       Am           C        G        Em 
Our screaming in the willow tree (2x)