D _ _
Am _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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Dm _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ Caleb might have lived alone in them
C hollering vines.
And he made a little
G whiskey for himself, said it had passed
Dm the time.
Long one evening in the back of my house, Caleb
C come around.
And he called my
G name till I went out and no
Am one else arrived.
_ _
Dm Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in
C that rattling tree.
But when I
G go to sleep at night, don't
Am you call my name.
_ _
Dm _ .
_ _ Where's your husband, Ellie Kane, where's your
C darling gone.
Did he go on
G down the mountainside and leave
Dm you all alone.
_ Yes, my husband's gone to Bowdoin Green to do some
C business there.
Then Caleb
G threw that bottle down and grabbed
Am me by my hair.
_
Dm Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in
C that rattling tree.
But when
G I go to sleep at night, don't
Am you call my name.
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C _ _ .
_ _
G _ _
Dm _ _ _ _ .
_ He just threw me in the needle bed across my
C dressy lane.
Then he pinned my
G hands above my head and I
Dm commenced to pray.
_ Well, I cried, my God, I am your child, send your
C angels down.
Then feeling
G with my fingertips the
Am bottleneck I found.
Dm I threw that glass across his neck, wide
C as any blade.
And I felt that
G blood pour fast
Am and hot
G round me
Dm where I
Am lay.
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Em _
C _ _ .
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G _ _
Dm _ _ _ _ .
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Am _ _ _
Dm _ _ _ _ .
C _ _ _
G _ _ _ _
Am _ .
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Dm Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in that
C rattling tree.
But when I
G go to sleep at night, don't you
Dm call my name.
Caleb might have ghosted his gun away in that rattling tree.
But when I go to sleep at night, don't you call my _
D _ name _ .
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N _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ Thanks so much, this is David Ramos.
I'm _