Dave Carter & Tracy Grammer - Tanglewood tree

^AmLove is a ^Dtanglewood ^Amtree In a ^Dbower of ^Amgreen In a ^Gforest at ^Amdawn ^{G Em Am}Fair while the ^Dmockingbird ^Amsings But she ^Dsoon lifts her ^Amwings And the ^Gmusic is ^Amgone

^GYoung lovers in the ^Ctall grass with their ^Ghearts open ^Cwide When the ^Emred summer ^Bmpoppies ^Cbloom But ^Amlove is a ^Dtrackless do^Ammain And the ^Drumour of ^Amrain In the ^Glate after^Amnoon

^AmLove is an ^Dold root that ^Amcreeps Through the ^Dmeadows of ^Amsleep When the ^Glong shadows ^Amcast ^{G Em Am}Thin as a ^Dvagrant young ^Amvine It ^Dencircles and ^Amtwines And it ^Gholds the heart ^Amfast

^GCatches dreamers in the ^Cwildwood with the ^Gstars in their ^Ceyes And the ^Emmoon in their ^Bmtousled ^Chair But ^Amlove is a ^Dlight in the ^Amsky And an ^Dunspoken ^Amlie And a ^Ghalf-whispered ^Amprayer

^EmI'm walking down a ^Cbone-dry river But the ^Gcool mirage runs ^Dtrue ^EmI'm banking on the ^Cfables Of the ^Gfar, far better ^Dthings we do ^EmI'm living for the day of reckoning ^CCounting ^Ddown the ^Ghours ^CI yearn away, ^DI burn away ^CI turn away the ^Dfairest flower of love, 'cause darling

^AmLove is a ^Dgarden of ^Amthorns Love's garden of thorns, how it grows And a ^Dcrow in the ^Amcorn Black crow in the corn humming low And the ^Gbrake growing ^Amwild ^{G Em} Brake nettle so pretty and wild And thistles surround the edge of the ^AmCold when the ^Dsummer is ^Amspent Dim dark hour as the sun moves away In the ^Djade heart's la^Amment Lamenting a lost summer day For the ^Gfaith of a ^Amchild Who nurtures the faith of a child When nothing remains to cover her eyes?

^GMy body has a ^Cnumber and my ^Gface has a ^Cname My body has a number, maybe my face has a name And each ^Emday looks the ^Bmsame to ^Cme Each hour like each hour before But ^Amlove is a ^Dvoice on the ^Amwind This longing is a voice on the wind And the ^Dwages of ^Amsin She cultivates the wages of sin And a ^Gtanglewood ^Amtree In a tanglewood tree