B.W. Stevenson - Lonesome song

Hear that bird, so^G__ high and shrill ^A Sitting on that rail train^C's windowsill ^Em Wind comes cutting a^Gcross the field ^A To the bone, it ^Cgives a chill ^Em

Willows sway,^G sounds-a-swish ^A In a magic moment, of^C home you wish ^Em It's a dark, dark eve you'^Gre walking on ^A Look to the sky and hum^C a bluesy song ^{Em Am Em}

The silence is so that your ^Gears seem to ring ^A Sounds of the night are^C lost in your dreams ^Em Ways of your days they^G make you so sad ^A Loss of a love has ^Cturned your heart bad ^Em

Long for the fire of^G home, family, friends ^A Joy and laughter^C where love begins ^Em The road that you're on was^G all on your feet ^A No use to stop,^C your thoughts cannot sleep ^{Em Am Em}

Hear that bird, so^G__ high and shrill ^A Sitting on that rail train^C's windowsill ^Em