Trampled By Turtles - Widowers heart

^GCan't help it if I have a ^Dwidower's hear^Gt Tried to get out of bed but I ^Dcan't seem to s^Ctart ^DWhen I hit the road it was f^Greezing and d^Cark I h^Gope that it's w^Emarmer wher^Cever you a^Gre

I ^Gturned to say I'm sorry and I ^Dtried to explai^Gn But the room it was empty and ^Dbitter and ^Cdrained No ^Dsongs from the angels, no ^Gblood in my v^Ceins Could ^Gever re^Emplace you and ^Chere I re^Gmain

^COh, ^Grain^C. Come ^Gwash me and ^Emkeep me and ^Ctake me away^G.

New ^GYork was a rough place that ^Dsuited me ^Gwell You ^Gbragged of religion and ^Dput me through ^Chell Maybe ^DI'm better off, maybe ^Git's hard to ^Ctell When I l^Geft you were s^Emleeping through ^Ctrumpets and b^Gells

^COh, ^Grain^C. Come w^Gash me and k^Emeep me and t^Cake me a^Gway.

Just one ^Gmoment of peace, that would s^Duit me so f^Gine But it's echoes and glimpses of ^Dbeautiful ^Ctimes I'm ^Dsure it's much harder on ^Gyour end than m^Cine If you ^Gever pass t^Emhrough here I'm ^Cnot hard to f^Gind.

^COh, r^Gain.^C Come w^Gash me and k^Emeep me and t^Cake my a^Gway.

^COh, ^Grain.^C Come w^Gash me and k^Emeep me and ^Ctake my a^Gway.