Cocorosie - Gallows

^AmIt was just before the moon hu^Fng ^AmHer weary heavy head in^{F Am}The gallows and the graves of^{F Am}The milky milky cradle^{F Am}His tears have turned to poppies ^{F Am}A shimmer in the midnigh^Ft ^AmA flower in the twil^Fight ^AmA flower in the twil^Fight

And our screa^Amming ^C Is in his scr^Geaming ^Em Our scr^Ameamin^Cg in the willow t^Gree. ^Em

They too^Amk him to the gallows ^F He fo^Amught them all the way thoug^Fh And whe^Amn they asked us how we knew ^F His n^Amame ^F We die^Amd just before ^Fhim Our eye^Ams are in the flowers^F Our han^Amds are in the branches^F Our vo^Amices in the breeze^Fs

And our screa^Amming ^C Is in his scr^Geaming ^Em Our scr^Ameaming in the^C willow t^Gree ^Em

We're wai^Amting by the willow ^F Our mil^Amky milky cradle^F Our loc^Amkets long have rusted ^F His pi^Amcture worn and weathered^F Our hai^Amr is in the garde^Fn The ros^Ames in our toeses^F Our hea^Amrt are in the blossom^Fs Our eye^Ams are in the branche^Fs

And our screa^Amming ^C Is in his scr^Geaming ^Em Our scr^Ameaming in the^C willow t^Gree ^Em