Dry the River - Gethsemane

It ^Astarted with the moon that turned an ^Einexpensive room int^F#mo St. Peters. Thereâ€?^A?s a parabolic story, but^E it’s boring and it e^F#mnds how you’d expect.

For^Aever dressing down I’m ^F#mlike a stranger hanging round outside the^G kingdom hall. I’d ‘ve ca^F#mrried your wedding shawl, you could’ve said I was a ^Eschool friend.

And you ^Bmdrag your holy horse cart in th^De sky when I wake up they say itâ?^Bm?™s just the sun but I know that^A face.

E^Axcavating down you’d find ^Ethe drowning and the drowned and then thereâ?^F#m?™s us, babe. You could ^Awalk to our memorial, but itâ€?^E?s pourring and it en^F#mds how you’d expect.

I d^Aig your dresses out and hang â?^F#m?˜em round about the house and turn the l^Gights down low. Now you’re ^F#meverywhere I go looking faintly disa^Eppointed.

And you d^Bmrag your holy horse cart in the ^Dsky when I wake up they say itâ?^Bm?™s just the sun A (G#5) but I know that face.

^F#mBut the devil’s tricks A (B5) just seem to sit so light on you. ^F#mThey’d never get the Marionette this tight on y^Aou.

In the^Bm parliamentary houses there’l^Dl be talk of what this is with ine^Bmxpert witnesses and evidence a^Against us. But Iâ?^Bm?™ll take my pound of substance from those i^Dnsubstantial men. Whatever their ^Bmarguments, I’ll prove ^Ayour innocence.

D^Drag your holy horse cart in the sky when I wake up, oh y^Aeah.

T^Destify allegiance with more puncture wounds than Jesus, oh y^Aeah. Every ^Dstatue’s weeping honey

‘cause^A I’m over sympathetic and I can’t control myself. L^Deave that painful memory in the garden of Gethsemane, o^Ah yeah, oh y^Eeah. ^A