Capo: 2

Passig Afternoon – Iron & Wine Tabbed by: puderjunge Email: Tuning: Standard, Capo 2nd This is a correction of a tab I found here. I felt like the Em didn't do the job for the harmonics.

There are t^Fimes that walk from ^Cyou like some p^Cassing af^Fternoon ^CSummer warmed the o^Cpen window ^Fof her hon^Ceymoon And she ch^Fose a yard to b^Curn, but the gr^Cound remembers ^Fher ^CWooden spoons, her chi^Cldren stir her bouga^Finvillea b^Clooms

There are th^Fings that drift ^Caway like our e^Cndless, numbered ^Fdays ^CAutumn blew the qu^Cilt right off the pe^Frfect bed she ^Cmade And she's ch^Fosen to bel^Cieve in the h^Cymns her mother s^Fings ^CSunday pulls its chi^Cldren from their p^Files of fallen l^Ceaves

There are sai^Fling ships that p^Cass all our bo^Cdies in the g^Frass ^CSpringtime calls her chi^Cldren 'till she l^Fets them go at ^Clast And she's ch^Fosen where to ^Cbe, though she's l^Cost her wedding ^Fring ^CSomewhere near her misp^Claced jar of bouga^Finvillea s^Ceeds

There are thi^Fngs we can't re^Ccall, blind as n^Cight that finds us ^Fall ^CWinter tucks her chi^Cldren in, her fr^Fagile china d^Colls But my ha^Fnds remember h^Cers, rolling 'r^Cound the shaded f^Ferns ^CNaked arms, her sec^Crets still like s^Fongs I'd never le^Carned

There are na^Fmes across the s^Cea, only n^Cow I do be^Flieve ^CSometimes, with the win^Cdows closed, she'll ^Fsit and think of^C me But she'll me^Fnd his tattered clo^Cthes and they'll k^Ciss as if they ^Fknow ^CA baby sleeps in a^Cll our bones, so sc^Fared to be a^Clone

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Iron & Wine - Passing afternoon