Caravan

	  		
Intro:  Am  C  G  C 
        F   C  F 

Am              C        G           C 
Pour the petrol can, around this caravan. 
     F        C                   F 
And watch the flames take all you own. 
          Am             C             G               C 
There's a girl who understands, by the back of her two hands. 
F               C       F 
  She's all you need to know. 

           G                        C         G         F 
'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find. 
        G                        C   G             F 
There's braille for the deaf and signposts for the blind. 
        G                            C     G             F 
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind. 

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Whistling 

               Am  C                 G         C                 F     C                 F 
e|-----------------0--3--0---------------------0--3--0------------------0--3--0--------------| 
B|--1---3--3---1-------------3---1---3---3p1-------------3---1------1-------------3---1------| 
G|---------------------------------------------------------------2-----------------------2---|2x 
D|-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| 
A|-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| 
E|-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| 



        Am                   C                 G             C 
And you follow the blackbird home, through the early winter snow. 
F                  C                     F 
   Your footprints track you through the grass. 
        Am                      C               G                   C 
And you ache just to smell her clothes, and her cooking down on the stove. 
F              C                    F 
   You see her face in everyone you pass. 

           G                        C         G         F 
'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find. 
        G                        C   G             F 
There's braille for the deaf and signposts for the blind. 
        G                            C     G             F 
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind. 

G        C         G      F 
 And you walk down to her window. 
G               C    G            F 
 And press your face against the glass. 
G        C          G      F 
 Only to find that she is happy in his arms. 

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Whistling 

               Am  C                 G         C                 F     C                 F 
e|-----------------0--3--0---------------------0--3--0------------------0--3--0--------------| 
B|--1---3--3---1-------------3---1---3---3p1-------------3---1------1-------------3---1------| 
G|---------------------------------------------------------------2-----------------------2---|2x 
D|-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| 
A|-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| 
E|-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| 



           G                        C         G         F 
'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find. 
        G                        C   G             F 
There's braille for the deaf and signposts for the blind. 
        G                            C     G             F 
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind.