Cate Le Bon - Shoeing the bones

^AI’ve got a love - I’ve ^Cgot a ^Glove ^DOpen my hand and ^Gmake a j^Aump ^AI’m on a train it’s ^Coverr^Gun ^DI fought like it’s not the ^Gonly ^Aone.

^AWhy could you go, where ^Ccould you ^Gstay, ^DI’ll die on my feet an’ I’ll ^Gpass a^Away ^AGrippin’ the rope in ^Cdays just ^Ggone ^DAnd shoeing the bones for ^Gev’ry^Aone.

^AAnd these are hard times to ^Cfall in ^Glove ^DThese are hard times to ^Gfall in ^Alove…

^AOh I fell upon a hard ^Chard m^Gile ^DShoed me some bones to ^Gstake my t^Aime ^AAnd I gunned for your love right ^Cthrough the ^Gsun ^DShoeing the bones for ^Gev’ry^Aone.

^AAnd these are hard times to ^Cfall in l^Gove ^DThese are hard times to ^Gfall in ^Alove… ^AAnd these are hard ^Chard t^Gimes ^DThese are hard ^Ghard ti^Ames…