Marlon Williams - Strange things

I^Bm lost ^F#my wife ^Cin 19^Em89 to a cer^Atain kind of u^Cndetectable ca^Bmncer She^Bm left me ^F#alone i^Cn a 7 be^Emdroom home Bui^Alt upon^C the bones o^Bmf fallen soldiers

I d^Aon’t recall putting tha^Bmt picture on the wall The ^F#one of mother and child at Easter ti^Gme ^F#

I h^Bmear str^F#ange things, cr^Geeping in the^D night ^F# I ha^Bmve stran^F#ge dreams in th^Eme bed where^A Lucy d^Bmied

The^Bm day that Lu^F#cy died was ^Cthe hottest of the^Em summer The^A family all s^Ctood around ^Bmher sweating Whe^Bmn she ex^F#pired they al^Cl went back to^Em the city And^A I’ve never seen ^Ca living soul^Em again

I b^Auried her down beneath ^Bmthe garden Lucy proudly grew The wh^F#itest room that ever was in bl^Goom ^F#

I he^Bmar stra^F#nge things, cre^Geping in the ^Dnight ^F# I ha^Bmve stra^F#nge dreams in the^Em bed where L^Aucy d^Bmied I he^Bmar stra^F#nge things, creep^Ging in the n^Dight ^F# I ha^Bmve stra^F#nge dreams in the^Em bed where L^Aucy d^Bmied