The Sad Milkman - Andrew Bird Written by The Handsome Family Things Are Really Great Here, Sort Of E7: e|--0---| B|--3---| G|--2---| D|--2---| A|--1---| E|--0---| VERSE

Above the dark ^Ehouse On a black tar ^Aroof Stood the sad ^B7milkman In love with the ^Emoon She filled up his ^Ewindow With a soft milky ^Alight He crawled up the ^B7chimney And into the ^Enight ^E7

CHORUS

But the moon she ^Arises And the moon she ^Efalls And her slow white ^B7eye Sees nothing at ^Eall

VERSE

Down on the ^Esidewalk A crowd gathered ^Around They were throwing up bricks and ^B7bottles To knock the boy ^Edown He stood up a^Ebove them ^E7 With his hands in the ^Aair Calling up to the ^B7moonbeams Come let down your ^Ehair ^E7

CHORUS

But the moon she ^Arises And the moon she ^Efalls And her slow white ^B7eye Sees nothing at ^Eall

VERSE (fingerpicking)

Well he wanted to ^Efeel like A bucket of ^Amilk A sweet summer ^B7wind On rolling green ^Ehills (strumming) He wanted to ^Eclimb up ^E7 From the roof sailing ^Aup Upon the night ^B7wind To the arms of... ^E ^E7

CHORUS

But the moon she ^Arises And the moon she ^Efalls And her slow white ^B7eye Sees nothing at ^Eall, oh no And as the moon she ^Arises And the moon she ^Efalls Well her slow white ^B7eye Sees nothing at ^Eall

Andrew Bird - The sad milkman