Anais Mitchell - Come september

^EmAutumn's ashes, summer's embers ^GOn the sidewalk come September ^DAnd suddenly I ^F#mcan't remember ^GAny lessons learn^Bmed ^BmNow that I'm a migrant picker ^GTrouble-minded tin-can kicker ^Bm I wish my skin was ^Gthicker ^F#The air has ^Bmturned ^{G Bm G F#m}

^BmI can live alone I said ^GI can make my lonesome bed ^BmI don't need a hole ^F#min my head ^GI don't need a ^Bmlover ^BmBut he took me by surprise ^GI fell down and saw him rise ^BmTill he was ^F#mlarger in my ^F#eyes Than any o^Bmther

^BmHow suddenl^F#y the ^Esummer ^Gdied ^BmI couldn't ^F#mbring it ^Eback to ^Glife ^BmI couldn't sing it ^Eback to ^Glife But ^BmI tried ^{G Bm G Em}

^BmCame to him in summer clothing ^GCame to him because I chose him ^BmCame to find his fingers ^Gfrozen And he would not ^Bmreach for me ^BmCame to him for his sweet song ^GCame to him for r^Dight or w^Bmrong ^BmCame to find his heart belonged To ^Gone who c^Bmame before me

^BmHow suddenl^F#y the ^Esweetness ^Gdied ^BmI couldn't ^F#mbring it ^Eback to ^Glife ^BmI couldn't ^Bsing it ^Eback to ^Glife But ^EmI t^Bmried ^{G Bm G F#m}

^EmAutumn's ashes, summer's embers ^GOn the sidewalk come September ^DAnd suddenly I ^F#mcan't remember ^GAny lessons learn^Bmed ^BmNow that I'm a migrant picker ^GTrouble-minded tin-can kicker ^Bm I wish my skin was ^Gthicker ^F#mBut the air ^Ahas t^Bmurned