D
[Verse 1]
D G
When the day, when the day falls to the light
D G
At the end, oh the end of my time
Em G D
I call to the dark take the bones off my back
Em Em7 G D
And I chant to the black you were my lady divine
Em7 G
'Cause my children are in hiding
D
Mortor and pestle they grind
[Chorus]
Em7 G D
Those songs whistled through white teeth do scuff the days
Em G D
With songs for children to sing
Em7 G D
Those songs whistled through white teeth do scuff the days
Em7 G D
With songs for children to sing
Em G D (2x)
[Verse 2]
D G
When the chairs are tucked into the fading song
D G
And the silver of their pours has grown long
Em G D
Oh, they call to the dark, take the bones off my back
Em7 G D
And they chant to the black you were my lady divine
Em G D
And they bloat like a bitter wine in their bellies
[Chorus]
Em G
'Cause the bones have been removed
D
From their hunched over backs
Em7 G
And their children are all grown now
D
Mortor and pestle they grind
[Chorus]
Em7 G D
Those songs whistled through white teeth still scuff the days
Em G D
With songs for children to sing
Em7 G D
Those songs whistled through white teeth still scuff the days
Em7 G D
With songs for children to sing
Em G D
Those songs for children to sing
