Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Lime tree arbour

^AmThe boatman calls from the lake ^DmA lone loon dives upon the ^Gwater ^AmI put my hand over her ^FDown in the ^Emlime ^Dmtree a^Crbour

^AmThe wind in the trees is whispering ^DmWhispering low that I ^Glove her ^AmShe puts her hand over mine ^FDown in the ^Emlime ^Dmtree a^Crbour

^GThrough every breath that I breathe ^AmAnd every place I ^Fgo ^FmThere is ha^Cnd that prote^Amcts me ^FAnd I ^Emdo love ^Dmher ^Cso

^AmThere will always be suffering ^DmIt flows through life like ^Gwater ^AmI put my hand over hers ^FDown in the ^Emlime ^Dmtree ^Carbour

^AmThe boatman he has gone ^DmAnd the loons have flown for ^Gcover ^AmShe puts her hand over mine ^FDown in the ^Emlime ^Dmtree a^Crbour

^GThrough every word that I speak ^AmAnd every thing I ^Fknow ^FmThere is ^Chand that prot^Amects me ^FAnd I do ^Emlove ^Dmher ^Cso