Ghost Mice - Oh sister

^AmOh sister my ^Dmdear I wish t^Chat you were h^Gere ^AmAnd I wish t^Dmhat you could h^Cear this song t^Ghat I sing ^AmOh sister my ^Dmdear I wish t^Chat you were h^Gere ^AmAnd maybe y^Dmour babies wou^Cld sing along w^Gith me ^AmOh sister my ^Dmdear it’s too^C bad you had^G to leave.

^AmI never got the ch^Dmance to tell yo^Cu, you’re my favorite ^Gfamily. ^AmThat imagi^Dmnary mouse t^Chat you gave ^Gto me, ^Amhas always b^Dmeen one of ^Cmy favorite mem^Gories

^AmOh sister my d^Dmear you know t^Chat everyone ^Gagreed ^Amlosing you and y^Dmour babies w^Cas the bigges^Gt tragedy ^AmFor the first ti^Dmme in my li^Cfe I saw my da^Gddy cry. ^AmEveryone kept a^Dmsking oh wh^Cy oh w^Ghy

^CAnd I asked God to s^Amave, at least your little ba^Fbies. But he let me d^Cown. ^CAnd that’s when I d^Amecided, that ^Fthere must not be any God ^Caround.

^AmOh sister my d^Dmear how old wo^Culd your baby ^Gbe ^AmIf you would’v^Dme brought him^C to our house o^Gn that Halloween? ^AmIt was 1984, so ^DmI guess he’^Cd be^G 19 ^AmI wonder, I wo^Dmnder. What ^Che would think ^Gof me.

^AmOh pity for yo^Dmur lover the ^Cone you left ^Gbehind, ^AmThe father of y^Dmour children ^Cwho lost his ^Gwhole life. ^AmYour family was ^Dmtrying, your f^Cuture was so ^Gbright.

^AmAll anyone could ^Dmsay is that ju^Cst isn’t ^Gright. And you used to sing to me you’d sing: “Oh^G yeah^C life goes^D on lon^Cg after^G the thr^Dill of^C living i^Ds gone.” “Oh^G yeah^C life goes^D on lon^Cg after^G the thr^Dill of^C living i^Ds gone.

^GAnd I hope that ^Cyou are right, and ^GI hope that I ^Cam wrong. ^GAnd I hope those ^Care more than word^Gs to a silly ^Csong. ^GYeah I hope that y^Cou are right, and^G I hope that ^CI am wrong.

^AmOh sister my ^Dmdear they said t^Che only one to ^Gblame ^AmWas the electr^Dmicity that made ^Cthe spark into ^Ga flame. ^AmWith your baby ^Dmin your arms you ^Ctried so hard ^Gto flee ^AmThen the darkne^Dmss filled your lun^Cgs and put you ^Gall to sleep