Capo: 3

Capo on 3rd fret

^AmPoses, poses ^AmThat's all you are to me ^AmRos

es^F, roses ^CThat's all you're o^Gffering m^Fe

^FAnd now I wish to God that The e^Carth would turn ^Gcold And my h^Feart would forget it's made of g^Amlass And a^Fll the pretty tulips would d^Cis

ap^Gpear And n^Fever disturb me a^Amgain

You g^Fave me my v^Ebery first ^Bbgun I'll ^Fgo out and ^Ebhunt the hidden d^Bbome With w^Dmhit

e ^Ffo

xe^Gs,^Dm wi

th^F w

hi^Gte foxes ^AmFreeze

Hunger, hunger is the purest sin It is empty church in a crowded bin I've wept and I've stumbled I fought and I craved For the gravy of your soul But all I want to do now is walk along Down barren trees in fields of snow You gave me my very first gun I'll go out and hunt the hidden dome With white foxes, with white foxes Freeze, freeze My eye is my sanctuary [x4]

Susanne Sundfor - White foxes