Jolie Holland - All the morning birds

By three a.m^C. all the m^Forning birds will be ^Ccrying And that old highway will be ^Fsighing And my ^Cdreams feel as ^Amcold as my ^Fbones on the ^Clong ^Gwalk home.

And my ^Ccoat is old and ^Fgrowin t^Chin And my feet are numb and stu^Gmbling And it^Cs many the th^Amought of a ^Flong lost ^Cfriend That comes to me a^Ggain and a^Cgain. ^G

And I w^Cant to thank my ^FSarah ^CBell Who blessed me more than words can ^Gtell and ^Cwho Picked me ^Amstraight up ^Fout of ^Chell And I miss her real ^Fbad but I ^Clove ^Gher ^Cwell. ^G

And I r^Cemember Don Clancy as a wild ^Fyoung ^Cman But I haven't seen hide nor hair of ^Ghim ^Csince he lost his ^Ammind And was ^Fborn aga^Cin off the coast of ^GOre^Cgon. ^G

^GOh where are you now, oh where are you now ^FAnd do you even think of ^Cme I'm telling you ^Gnow You are the stars that ^CI'll ^Ffollow Endles^Csly, endles^Gsly, endlessly, oh^C

Well, I'm singin' this song but it won't ^Ftake ^Clong. On these frozen streets I'm half way ^Ghome ^CAnd the sky above ^Amme forms a be^Fautiful ^Cdome Of blue and pink ^Gand starry ^Cgold. ^G

^GOh where are you now, oh where are you now ^FAnd do you even think of ^Cme I'm telling you ^Gnow You are the stars that ^CI'll ^Ffollow Endles^Csly, endles^Gsly, endlessly, oh^C