Churlish May (acoustic)

	  		
 


C      F       Am         F 
I met Jane in September's throw 
C         F             Am         F 
January's grass, we let each other go 
G      F       Am      F 
I met Helen on March's back 
G            F           C         Dm 
She took my coat and she stole my hat 
Am         G        C          F 
I met you when the weather got fine 
Am                   G        C            F 
You said 'I've got yours if you've got mine' 

        C         F       C      F 
And the worst and best of all we knew 
    Am        F           G  F     C 
Stayed out to rust in the morning dew 

C            F       Am         F 
Didn't take long to sing our love 
C             F            Am       F 
Was a harvest feast, was a hand to glove 
G            F                Am       F 
When winter came you couldn't stand to sit 
G            F           C        Dm 
You just the same never burnt but lit 
Am               G          C          F 
With a world at war and my thoughts on you 
  Am             G                 C       F 
I didn't care to fall, there wasn't much to do 


         C         F      C       F 
And the worst and best of all we knew 
 Am           F           G   F   C 
Stayed out to rust in the morning dew 


C         F           Am         F 
Churlish May when the year was fair 
C          F           Am         F 
Gone full circle when things went square 
G      F          Am    F 
Ate my meal an un-noble beast 
G            F       C         Dm 
Left me to pay not a movable feast 
Am         G        C          F 
Look I got nothing, dunno where I am 
        Am         G                C         F 
Got a fistful of questions, not an answer to hand 

         C         F      C       F 
And the worst and best of all we knew 
 Am           F           G   F   Am 
Stayed out to rust in the morning dew 
Am C/B C 
Morning dew 
       G       F        Am                F 
With a blow me down the road, dead in the wood 


C             F                Am         F 
Further from you now, then the roots from the leaves 
C             F           Am       F 
Drunk on the wood, never seen any trees 
G                 F            Am            F 
My ore's out the water and the lake that I'm sailing 
        G              F                C             Dm 
Is your dear father's daughter and it's cold and I'm ailing 
Am                  G               C               F 
Are you drowning me slowly, was the school meant to teach 
Am                 G                    C                 F 
Are you leaving so slowly, where's the shore, where's the beach? 

         C         F      C       F 
And the worst and best of all we knew 
 Am           F           G   F   C 
Stayed out to rust in the morning dew