The Decemberists - Red right ankle

^CThis is the story of your ^Fred right ankle a^Cnd how it came to meet your leg^{F C}And how the muscle bone an^Fd sinews tangled ^Cand how the skin was softly sh^Fed ^DmAnd how it whispered oh adhe^Gre to me for^Dm we are bound by symmet^Gry ^DmAnd whatever differences our ^Glives have been w^Ce together make a lim^Fb ^DmThis is the story of your ^Gred right an^Ckle ^{F C F}

^CThis is the story of your ^Fgypsy uncle y^Cou never knew cause he wa^Fs dead ^CAnd how his face was carve^Fd and ripped wrinkles^C in the picture in y^Four head Dm G Dm D (Dsus4) And remember how you found the key to his hideout in the Pyrenees ^DmBut you wanted to keep ^Ghis secret safe so ^Cyou threw the ke^Fy away ^{F/E Dm}This is the story of your ^Ggypsy uncle ^{C F C F}

^CThis is the story of the ^Fboys who loved you ^Cwho love you now and loved you ^Fthen ^CAnd some were sweet and some^F were cold and snuffed you ^Cand some just laid ar^Found in bed Dm G (Gsus4) Dm G (Gsus4) And had crumbled you straight to your knees did it cruel did it tenderly ^DmAnd some had crawled their way in^Gto your heart ^Cto rend your ventricles a^Fpart ^DmThis is the story of the ^Gboys who loved ^F/Cyou ^{F F/E Dm}This is the story of your ^Gred right an^Csus4kle