Misc Originals - Ryan jenkins - daisy chain

^EmLittle pretty Lilly Laying in a field ^EmWeaving a daisy chain ^EmHer man lay beside cool and still on his back ^EmShielding the grass from the rain ^AmThe grass painted silver by the full moon above ^AmAs he chased her across the field ^EmThe rain cut the warm air and danced on her shoulders ^EmThe fantasy ‘bout to turn real

And she’s ^B7weaving her d^Amaisy cha^Emin yeah, she’^B7s weaving her^Am daisy c^Emhain And she’s ^B7weaving her d^Amaisy cha^Emin yeah, she’^B7s weaving her^Am daisy c^Emhain

^EmTo the ground he fell. A ball-pein hammer ^EmOne shot to the temple ^EmHis hands on his face Writhing in pain ^EmA tool so small and simple ^AmShe paused for a second to steady herself ^AmShe paused before swinging again ^AmShe paused for a second to catch her breath ^Amand bring this all to an end

And she’s ^B7weaving her d^Amaisy cha^Emin yeah, she’^B7s weaving her^Am daisy c^Emhain And she’s ^B7weaving her d^Amaisy cha^Emin yeah, she’^B7s weaving her^Am daisy c^Emhain

^EmFifteen total. One for each bad year ^EMLess one for the first ^EmThat one was a good one But the years that followed ^EmThey would only get worse ^AmHis hands would prove heavy ^AmLeaving their tender mark ^EmHis words reached deep ^EmCold and scathing ^EmHis blue eyes grew angry and dark.

And she’s ^B7weaving her d^Amaisy cha^Emin yeah, she’^B7s weaving her^Am daisy c^Emhain And she’s ^B7weaving her d^Amaisy cha^Emin yeah, she’^B7s weaving her^Am daisy c^Emhain

^EmLittle pretty Lilly laying in a field ^EmWeaving a daisy chain ^EmTo rest on the body of the man she once loved ^EmWith care and the rest of her grace ^AmOf gift for their tender moments ^AmA token of better days ^EmShe rest it on his chest and left his body ^EmTo be taken by the flood ^EmOf the warm summer rain

And she’s ^B7weaving her d^Amaisy cha^Emin yeah, she’^B7s weaving her^Am daisy c^Emhain And she’s ^B7weaving her d^Amaisy cha^Emin yeah, she’^B7s weaving her^Am daisy c^Emhain