Only Skin Ys Joanna Newsom Full song, not just the eponymous movement. Chord alignments to lyrics only approximate. You're going to need to study the whole seventeen minutes to even attempt the thing.

^Fand there was a booming a^Ambove you that nigh^Ft black airplanes flew o^Amver the sea ^Fand they were lowing and shifting ^Amlike beached whales shelled ^Fsnails as you strained and you s^Amquinted to see the re^Ftreat of their hairless and ^Amblind cavalry

you ^Emfroze in your ^Dsand shoal ^Cprayed for your ^Bbpoor soul ^Emsky was a b^Dread roll, so^Caking in a m^Bbilk-bowl and when the bread broke, fell in bricks of wet smoke my sleeping heart woke, and my waking heart spoke

^Fthen there was a silence you took to mean ^Amsomething: mean "^FRun, sing, for alive you will ^Amevermore be!" ^Fand the plague of the greasy black engines a-skulkin' ^Am has gone east ^F while you're left to explain them to ^Amme releas^Fed from their hairless and blind cavalry ^Am

with your hands in your pockets, stubbily running to where I'm unfresh, undressed and yawning well, what is this craziness' this crazy talking' you caught some small death when you were sleepwalking

^Amit was a ^Edark dream, ^Ddarlin', it's ^A(sus4)over the^Am firebreather ^Cis beneath the ^Bbclover beneath his breathing there is cold clay, forever a toothless hound-dog choking on a feather

^F#mbut I took my fish^C#mingpole (^F#mfearing your ^Dfever) ^F#mdown to the ^C#mswimminghole, ^F#mwhere there grows a ^Dbitter herb that ^F#mblooms but ^Aone day a year by the ^Driverside - Gm7(arpeggio up) I'd bring it here: a^Fpply it g^Cently to the ^Bblove you've ^Dmlent me

^Fwhile the river was twisting and braiding, the ^Ambait bobbed and the string ^Fsobbed, as it cut through the ^Amhustling breeze ^Fand I watched how the water was kneading ^Amso neatly gone ^Ftreacly nearly slowed to a ^Amstop in this heat - frenzy c^Foiling flush along the ^Ammuscles beneath ^G

^Ampress on me:^C we are restless ^Emthings ^G ^Amwebs of sea^Cweed are swaddling^Em ^G you call^Am upon the dusk ^C of the musk^Em of a squid ^G ^Amshot full of ink^C, until you sink into^Em your crib ^G

^Dmrowing along^F, among the ^Creeds, among the ^Emrushes ^DmI heard your^F song, befor^Ce my heart had time to ^Amhush it! ^Dmsmell of a s^Ftone fruit b^Ceing cut and being ^Emopened ^Dmsmell of a l^Fow and of a ^Clazy cinder ^Amsmoking

and when^C the fire moves away^G ^C ^Amfire moves away, son^G ^F ^Cwhy woul^Gd you say ^C ^AmI was the la^Gst one^F'

^Amscrape your knee;^C it is only skin^Em ^G ^Ammakes the sound^C of violins ^Em ^G when I cut your h^Amair, and^C leave the bir^Emds all of the trimmings ^G I am the happie^Amst woman am^Cong all women ^Em ^G

and the ^C#mshallow ^Fmwater stretches as ^C#mfar as I ^G#m can see knee-deep, ^C#mtrudging along a ^Fmseagull weeps; ^G#m"so long"

I'm ^Fmhumming a threshing song until the night is over ^C#hold on! hold on! hold your horses back from the fickle ^Fmdawn I have got some business out at the edge of town candy weighing both of my pockets down 'til I can hardly stay afloat, from the weight of them (and knowing how the common-folk condemn what it is I do, to you, to keep you warm being a woman, being a woman) but always up the mountainside you're clambering groping blindly, hungry for anything: picking through your pocket linings - well, what is this' scrap of sassafras, eh Sisyphus' I see the blossoms broke and wet after the rain little sister, he will be back again I have washed a thousand spiders down the drain spiders ghosts hang soaked and dangelin' silently from all the blooming cherry trees in tiny nooses, safe from everyone nothing but a nuisance; gone now, dead and done be a woman, be a woman!

Very fast:

though ^Fmwe felt the spray of the waves we decided to stay till the ^C#tide rose too far we weren't afraid, cause we know what you are and you know that we know what you are

^Cmawful atoll o, incalculable indiscreetness and sorrow! bawl,^C# bellow: Sibyl sea-cow, all done ^Fmup in a bow toddle and roll; teeth an impalpable bit of leather while yarrow, heather and hollyhock awkwardly molt along the shore

^Fmare you mine' ^C# ^Fmmy heart' ^C#mine anymore'

F C#m etc. stay with me for awhile that's an awfully real gun I know life will lay you down as the lightning has lately done

^Fmfailing this, fai^C#ling this, ^Amfollow me, my sweetest fri^Gend to see what y^Fou anointed in pointing your gun there ^Am

^Clay it down! nice and slow! there is ^Gnowhere to go, save ^Fup up where the light, undiluted, is ^Amweaving in a drunk ^Fdream at the sight of my ^Ambaby, out back: ^Fback on the patio wa^Amtching the bats bring night ^Fin - while, elsewhere, ^Festuaries of wax-white ^Fwend, endlessly, towards ^Amseashores unmapped

last^Em week our pict^Dure window ^Cproduced a half-^Bbword ^Emheavy and h^Dollow, hit by^C a brown bir^Bbd ^Emwe stood an^Dd watched her^C gape like a^Bb rattlesnake ^Emand pant an^Dd labour over^C every intak^Bbe

^AmI said a ^Esort of pray^Der for some ra^A(sus4)re grace the^Amn thought I ou^Cght to take her^Bb to a higher place said: "dog nor vulture nor cat shall toy with you and though you die, bird, you will have a fine view"

^F#mthen in my ^C#mhot hand ^F#mshe slumped h^Der sick weight ^F#mwe tramped ^C#mthrough the poison oak ^F#mheartbroke ^Dand inchoate

^F#mthe dogs were s^Anapping ^F#mso you cuffed their ^Dcollars ^F#mwhile I climbed^A the tree-house ^F#mthen how I hollered!^D well she'd ^F#mlain, as ^C#mstill as a s^F#mtone, in my ^Apalm, for a ^Dlifetime or ^Gm7two

^Fthen, saw the ^Ctreetops, ^Bbcocked her head and ^Dmup and flew

(while, ^F#mback in the ^C#mworld that moves, ^F#moften a^According to the ^Dhoarding of ^Gm7these clues ^Emdogs still run ^Droughly around ^Clittle tufts of ^Bbfinch-down)

^Fthe cities we passed were a flickering w^Amasteland but his hand^F in my hand made them hale ^Amand harmless ^Fwhile down in the lowlands the ^Amcrops are all coming; we have everything ^F life is thundering blissful t^Amowards death in a stampede of ^Fhis fumbling green^Am gentleness ^Em

^Amyou stopped ^Cby, I was ^Emall al^Give ^Amin my do^Corway, we ^Emshucked and ^Gjived and when you^Am wept, I was ^Cgone: see, I got ^Emgone when I got ^Gwise but I ^Amcan't with ^Ccertainty ^Emsay we survi^Gved

^Dmthen down, and down ^F and down, and^Am down and down, and ^Cdeeper ^Dmstoke without sound ^F the blameless flames ^C you endless sleeper ^G

^Dmthrough fire below, an^Fd fire above, and fire^C within ^Em ^Dmsleeped through the things that^F couldn't have ^Cbeen if you hadn't have ^Gbeen

and when ^Cthe fire moves away ^G ^C ^Amfire moves away, s^Gon ^F ^Cwhy wou^Gld you say ^C ^AmI was the last^G one'^F

^Amall my bo^Cnes they are gone, gone,^Em gone ^G ^Amtake my bon^Ces, I don't ne^Emed none ^G ^Amcold, cold cupb^Coard, Lord, nothing to c^Emhew on! ^G ^Amsuck all day^C on a cherry^Em stone ^G

^Amdig a little h^Cole, not three^Em inches round ^G ^Amspit your pi^Ct in the hole i^Emn the ground ^G ^Amweep upon the spot for t^Che starving of me^Em! ^G till ^Amup grow a fine^C young cherry tre^Eme ^G

well when^Am the bough breaks, what^C'll you make for me' ^Em ^G a l^Amittle willow cabi^Cn to rest on^Em your knee ^G ^Amwhat'll I d^Co with a trinke^Emt such as this' ^G ^Amthink of your woman^C, who's gone to the we^Emst ^G

but I'm ^Amstarving and ^Cfreezing in my measly o^Emld bed! ^G then I'll ^Amcrawl across the ^Csalt flats to ^Emstroke your ^Gsweet head ^Amcome across the desert with^C no shoes on! ^Em ^G ^AmI love you tru^Cly, or I lo^Emve no-one ^G

^Cfire m^Goves away ^C ^Amfire moves away, s^Gon ^F ^Cwhy woul^Gd you say ^C ^AmI was the last^G one'^F last one

^Fclear the room! there's a fire, a fire, a fire ^Am get goin^Fg, and I'm going to be right behind you ^Am ^Fand if the love of a woman or two, dear, ^Am couldn't move yo^Fu to such heights, then all I can do ^Am is d^Fo, my darling, right by y^Amou

Joanna Newsom - Only skin