Resurrection Fern chords

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_ C _ _ _ _ In _ _ F our days we will live like Am our ghosts will live _ _ _ .
_ Gm Pitching Bb glass at the F cornfield crows.
Gm And C folding clothes _ _ _ .
Like F stubborn boys across the road.
We'll Am keep everything _ _ _ _ .
_ Bb Grandma's gun and the black F bear claw.
C She took her dog.
And _ _ when F Sister Lowry says Amen.
We won't Am hear anything.
The _ _ Gm tin Bb car train will F take that word.
That C fledgling bird.
At _ _ the fallen F _ house across the way.
Bb It'll Am keep everything _ _ _ _ _ .
Bb The baby's breath, our F bravery _ wasted and C our shame.
And _ _ _ Bb we'll undress beside the ashes of F the fire _ .
Bb Both our tender bellies wound in C baling wire.
All Bb the more a pair of underwater F pearls.
Than Bb the oak tree and its resurrection C fir _ _ .
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F our days we will say what Am our ghosts will say.
We _ _ Gm gave the Bb _ world what F it saw fit.
And what C we get.
_ _ _ Like F stubborn boys with big green eyes.
Gm We'll Am see everything.
_ _ _ And the Bb timid shame of the F autumn leaves.
And the C buzzer heads wing.
And _ _ _ Bb we'll undress beside the ashes of F the fire.
Our G tender Bb bellies all wound around in baling C wire.
_ All the Bb more a pair of underwater F pearls.
Than Bb the oak tree and its resurrection C fir _ _ .
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