Anais Mitchell - Out of pawn

^FHey uncle louie, I wrote you a song ^BbI'm glad you got your heart out of pawn ^FI'm glad you got your king out of check ^BbAt least that's how things stood when I saw you last

^FIt was New Orleans before the flood ^BbYou had just met a girl! you were falling in love! ^FShe lived on the levee and knew the blues ^BbAnd played harmonica better than you

^BbIn a neighborhood bar ^FIn the middle of summer ^DmShoulder-to-shoulder ^FSetting like sister and b^Bbrother ^FAll of the sorrows you t^Dmold each other ^BbRose like sm^Coke from the ro^Fom

^FThe heat and the bourbon was in your head ^BbYou were talking in tongues! you were back from the dead! ^FAnd the girl and the city were one and the same ^BbAnd last call never came

^BbAnd I can see you s^Cwimm^Dming o^Fut into the ^Cstreet ^FI can hear you ^Csingin^Fg, "when I ^Dmdie, don't c^Bbry for me"

^FHey uncle louie, the city is spinning ^BbShe sure is pretty. you sure are grinning ^FShe's leading you home from the heat of the bar ^BbTo lie on the levee and look at the stars

^BbYou can hold her hand ^FYou can kiss her face ^DmGo slow if you can ^FCause the world is a very sad p^Bblace ^FAnd when she leaves ^Dmshe'll leave no trace And the w^Bborld will s^Ctill be t^Fhere

^FThe sky is colored in purple and yellow ^BbYou lie on the levee with stones for pillows ^FAnd you and the girl and the city make love ^BbWith the harlequin sky up above