Lucy Dacus - Lullaby

It's ^Cnights like these When I see forgotten ^Amfaces in my dreams. It's ^Fnights like these When I wonder if you ^Cever figured out That you were ^G*always what I sang about.

It's ^Cnights like these When I brush the ^Amdust off of my memories. It's ^Fnights like these

^CWalking down the avenue. ^G*Here's to hopes you never have ^AmNights like these. ^CNights like these.

And may your ^Fdreams be filled With ^Gcandy-coated pleasantries, ^CApples grown on cherry trees, And ^Ampictures of me. And may your ^Fdreams be filled With ^Gstarlight wrapped around your sleeves, ^CMusic from the wind and leaves, And ^Ammemories of me.

^DmLull^Amaby, ^Cwhy don't ^Amyou soothe me ^Fto^Amo? ^CLulla^Amby, if ^Conly ^Amyou'd take me with ^Cyou? ^Am

^FI don't ^Gwanna be ^Amalone. And ^FI can't ^Gdo this on my ^Amown. ^FLul^Glab^Amy, ^FGive me a ^Gbetter reason ^Cwhy.