Greg Brown - Rexroths daughter

^GColdest night of the winter, working up my farewell In the middle of everything under ^Emno particular spell ^GI am dreaming of the mountains where the children learn the stars Clouds roll in from Nebraska, dark ^Emchords on a big guitar ^CMy restlessness is ^Glong gone, I stand here like an old jack ^Dpine But I'm ^Amlooking for Rexroth's ^Emdaughter, a ^Cfriend of a ^Gfriend of mine ^CFriend of a friend of ^Gmine

^GI can't believe your hands and mouth, did all that to me Are so daily naked, for ^Emall the world to see ^GThat thunderstorm in Michigan, I never will forget We shook right with the thunder, with the ^Empounding rain got wet ^CWhere did you turn when you ^Gturned from me, with your arms across'd your ^Dchest Oh I'm l^Amooking for Rexroth's ^Emdaughter, I ^Csaw her in the great ^Gnorthwest ^CThe great north^Gwest

^GWould she have said it was the wrong time, if I had found her then I don't want too much, a field across the ^Emroad and a few good friends ^GShe used to come and see me, but she was always there and gone Even the very longest love ^Emdon't last very long ^CShe'd stand there in my ^Gdoorway, smoothing out her ^Ddress And say ^Am"this life is a thump-ripe ^Emmelon, so ^Csweet and such a ^Gmess" ^CSuch a mess ^G

^GI wanted to get to know you, but you said you were shy I would have followed you anywhere but ^Emhello rolled into goodbye ^GI just stood there watching, as you walked along the fence Beware of them that look at you as ^Eman experience ^CYou're back out on the ^Ghighway, with your poems of city ^Dheat And I'm ^Amlooking for Rexroth's ^Emdaughter, ^Chere on my own side ^Gstreet ^COn my old side ^Gstreet

^GThe murderer who lived next door, seemed like such a normal guy If you try to follow what they shove at us, you ^Emrun out of tears to cry ^GI heard a man speak quietly, I listened for a while He spoke from his heart to my woe and ^Emthen he bowed and smiled ^CWhat is real but com^Gpassion, as we move from birth to ^Ddeath Oh I'm ^Amlooking for Rexroth's ^Emdaughter, and I'm ^Crunning out of ^Gbreath

^GSpring'll come back I know it will, and it will do its best So useful so endangered, like a ^Emlion or a breast ^GI think about my children, when I look at any child's face And pray that we will find a way to ^Emget with all this amazing grace ^CIt's so cold out ^Gthere tonight, so stormy I can hardly ^Dsee And I'm ^Amlooking for Rexroth's ^Emdaughter, and I ^Cguess I always will ^Gbe ^CI always will ^Gbe