Kate Wolf - Rock salt and nails

By the banks of the ^Driver ^{G D} Where the ^Gwillows hang ^Ddown ^{G D} And the wild birds all ^Bmwarble_^G__ With their high, lonesome ^Dsound ^{G D} Down in some ^Bmhollow_^G__ Where the waters run ^Dcold ^{G D} It was there I first ^Clistened ^G To the lies that you ^Dtold ^{G D}

If the young men were blackbirds ^{G D} The ^Gyoung men were ^Dthrushes ^{G D} I would lay by the ^Bmhours_^G__ In the cold rainy ^Dmarshes ^{G D} If the young men were ^Bmsquirre^Gls With high bushy ^Dtails ^{G D} I'd fill up my ^Cshotgun ^G With rock salt and ^Dnails

Now I lie in my bed_^G___^D_ And I ^Gsee your sweet ^Dface ^{G D} The past I re^Bmmember_^G__ Time cannot e^Drase ^{G D} The letters you ^Bmwrote me^G__ Were written in ^Dshame ^{G D} And I know that your ^Cconscience ^G Echoes my ^Dname ^{G D}

Lord, I lie here each night ^{G D} All a^Glone and I ^Dweep ^{G D} Nothing ain't ^Bmworse ^G Than a night without ^Dsleep ^{G D} I walk out a^Bmlone_^G__ Under the ^Dsky ^{G D} Too empty to ^Csing ^G Too lonesome to ^Dcry ^{G D}

If the ladies were blackbirds_^G___^D And the ^Gyoung men were ^Dthrushes ^{G D} I'd lie there for ^Bmhours_^G__ In the cold rainy ^Dmarshes ^{G D} If the ladies were ^Bmsquirre^Gls With high bushy ^Dtails ^{G D} I'd fill up my ^Cshotgun__^G_ With rock salt and ^Dnails ^{G D} I'd fill up my ^Cshotgun__^G_ With rock salt and ^Dnails ^{G D}