Cheryl Wheeler - Quarter moon

And they s^Eeem to know each o^Bther very w^F#ell They ^Espeak across the ga^Brden and ^G#mnot a s^F#oul could ^Btel^El They can ^Eread the summer s^F#ky and they can ^Bhear the back brook s^Ewell And they s^Eeem to know each o^Bther v^F#ery w^Bell

And they dr^Eive up north on su^Bnday after^F#noons And he ^Ebuys her wooden wi^Bndmills and w^G#mhales and ^F#quarter m^Boons^E She f^Eeeds the birds all w^F#inter and she k^Bnows them by their t^Eunes And they d^Erive up north on s^Bunday a^F#fternoo^Bns

And ^G#mall s^F#mummer l^Bong, they ^C#mmake the ^Bgarden ^F#grow ^BKeep the ^F#green so s^Etrong ^G#mOh, w^F#mish them w^Bell, for s^C#mtanding ^Bon their ^F#own

And they ^Eburied their old d^Bog in their^F# backyard With a f^Eence and plastic ro^Bses And St. ^G#mFrancis^F# standing ^Bgua^Erd She sp^Eeaks of him quite^F# often to this d^Bay she takes it h^Eard And they b^Euried their old d^Bog in t^F#heir ^Bbackyard

She b^Erings me plants and f^Blowers all the t^F#ime And we d^Eig the holes toget^Bher she ^G#mhas to ^F#help with^B min^Ee When she ^Epats the soil ar^F#ound them oh my g^Bod, her eyes can shi^Ene She br^Eings me plants and fl^Bowers a^F#ll the ^Btime

And ^G#mall s^F#mummer l^Bong, they ^C#mmake the ^Bgarden ^F#grow ^BKeep the ^F#green so s^Etrong ^G#mOh, w^F#mish them w^Bell, for s^C#mtanding ^Bon their ^F#own

And they s^Epeak about their l^Bives as alm^F#ost gone Wa^Eiting for the sunse^Bt from an ^G#mold and d^F#istant ^Bdaw^En ^ESelling off the l^F#and except the p^Bart they're livin^Eg on And they^E speak of their l^Bives as al^F#most ^Bgone

And they s^Eeem to know each o^Bther very w^F#ell They ^Espeak across the ga^Brden and ^G#mnot a s^F#oul could ^Btel^El They can ^Eread the summer s^F#ky and they can ^Bhear the back brook s^Ewell And they s^Eeem to know each o^Bther v^F#ery w^Bell