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Mistakes are possible, suggestions are welcome! Cm A# Gm G# x3 (powerchord) Cm A# Gm Gm (powerchord)
CmBitA#ter branches CmsprA#eading out. CmTheA#re's none more bitter CmthaA#n the wood. GmInto the G#wide world, Gmit G#grows, CmtwiA#sting under CmsolA#dier's feet, CmstaA#nding in line CmandA# the damp earth underneath. GmHolding upG# their rifles GmhigG#h, Gmholding their yoG#ung wives Gmwho wave gG#oodbye.
A# Cm x2 (powerchord) G# Cm (powerchord) Gm Gm (powerchord)
CmHolA#d up the clear glass Cmto A#look and see CmsolA#diers standing CmandA# the roots twist underneath. GmTheir younG#g wives with white hands Gmwave goodbG#ye. GmTheir armsG# as bitter branches Gmspreading G#into the world. CmWavA#e goodbye, GmWave goodbG#ye.