Chords for Winter Birds by Ray LaMontagne

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_ _ _ _ _ The [Bb] widow now owns [Eb] that _ [Gm] angry plow,
_ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] The _ spartan mule _ [Bb] and the crippled cow. _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ A fallow field that will [Gm] yield no more,
_ _ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] A fox lays sleeping beneath [Bb] her kitchen floor. _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ A stream can't contain [Eb] such the width of rain,
[Gm] _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] From the pasture to the fence [Bb] it is leading away. _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ Clouds crack and growl [Eb] like some [Gm] great cat prowl,
_ _ [Eb] Crying out, I [Eb] am, I am, [Bb] over and over. _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ Days grow short [Ebm] as the nights grow long,
_ _ [F] _ _ _ The kettle sings [Ebm] its tortured _ song.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ The many-petaled kiss I [Ebm] place upon her brow,
_ [Ab] Oh, _ _ [Eb] my lady, _ [Ab] _ lady, I am [Bb] loving you now. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] The winter [Gm]
birds have [Eb] come [Gm] back again, _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] Hear the sprightly chickadee [Bb] call [F] now. _ _ _ _
_ _ They [Bb] pass and greet each other as [Eb] they fold [Gm] old friends, _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ To [Eb] the voice which they leave, that of [Bb] their own they [F] will win. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] Days grow short _ [Ebm] as the nights grow _ long,
_ _ [F] _ _ _ The kettle sings [Ebm] its _ tortured song.
_ _ [F] _ _ _ The many-petaled kiss I [Ebm] place upon her brow,
_ _ _ [Ab] Oh, my [Eb]
lady, _ _ lady, [Eb] I am loving [Bb] you now.
_ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] Though _ _ all these _ _ things _ will _ [Bb] _
change,
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Eb] The _ [Bb] _
memory _ _ _ _ will _ _ _ _ remain. _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ Scream the gold _ [Bb] and gold's brown,
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] Leaves will _ [Eb] fall and feet [Bb] the ground,
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ And in their [C] fall _ [Eb] they'll make no [Bb] sound.
_ [F] _ _ [Ab] Oh, [Bb] my _ lady, _ lady, [Eb] I am loving [Bb] you now.
_ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I've gathered all [Dm] my money [Gm] and I'm going to town
To _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] buy my lady a lawn.
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Come tomorrow morning [D] we're off to the [Eb] county fair,
[Gm] To _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] find a yellow [Bb] flower, a little wave's hidden here. _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Days [G] grow short _ [Ebm] as the nights grow _ long,
_ [F] _ _ _ _
The kettle sings [Ebm] its _ _ tortured _ _ [C] song.
[F] _ _ _
The many [F]-petaled kiss I [Ebm] place _ upon her brow,
_ _ _ [Ab] Oh, my [Eb] _ lady, _ lady, I [Eb] am loving [Bb] you now. _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] Oh, my [Eb] _ lady, _ [Ab] lady, [Eb] I am loving you now.
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _