soft wolf tread

Am Em = 09
the soft wolf tread through emerald forest
Dm
he was looking to make a bed
C F Am
there in the spindly thicket , softly did he tread

the soft wolf tread , he sure was starved
Em Dm
and through his silver coat his ribs shone sharply carved
C F
the hand that feeds was pickin’ weeds
Am
and he sure looked starved

Dm
up comes hood
Em
he = 92s beautiful as a sirloin steak to a pit bull chained up
Dm Em = 20
it’s to good to see such an old friend again , such an old friend again , = 20
such an old friend again

then he said “dear hood , what brings you to this neck of the woods?”
“with your scarlet cape and your basket full of grapes , what lures you
to the woods?”

the soft wolf tread the clearing
and he’s nervously tugging on his earring
he talked , “how good . such an old friend again , such an old friend
again , such an old friend again .

bridge : Am Em Dm C F

and then he spun a twisted tale
about a child who cries his name so many times
that even when he yelled no one ever came

the soft wolf tread
the soft wolf tread
and he tread and tread and tread and tread
such an old friend again , such an old friend , such an old friend again