Josh Ritter - To The Dogs Or Whoever

capo : 4

C
deep in the belly of a whale i found her
Em
down with the deep blue jail around her
Am
running her hands through the ribs of the dark
F G
florence and calamity and joan of arc

C
i love the way she looks in her underwear
Em
i lose my page then the plot then the book then i swear
Am
she makes the most of her time by loving me plenty
F G
she knows therell come a day when we wont be getting any

C Em Am F G

C
the stain of the sepia the butcher crimea
Em
through the wreck of a brass band i though i could see her
Am
in a cakewalk she came through the dead and the lame
F G
just a little bird floating on a hurricane

C
i was flat on my back with my feet in the thorns
Em
i was in between the apples and the chloroform
Am
she came to me often i was sure i was dying
F G
it was always hard to tell if she was laughing or crying

C Am
i thought i heard somebody calling
F G C
in the dark i thought i heard somebody call

C
joan never cared about the in – betweens
Em
combed her hair with a blade did the maid of orleans
Am
said christ walked on water we can wade through the war
F G
you dont need to tell me who the fire is for

C
oh bring me the love that can sweeten a sword
Em
a boat that can love the rocks or the shore
Am
the love of the iceberg reaching out for a wreck
F G
can you love me like the crosses love the nape of the neck?

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C
was it casey jones or casey at the bat
Em
who died out of pride and got famous for that
Am
killed by a swerve laid low by the curve
F G
do you ever think they ever thought they got what they deserved

C
pity the bullet and pity the man
Em
who both find their place in the same sad plan
Am
who both are like the barrel going over the falls
F G
crying all the way down i never asked to be involved

C Am
i thought i heard somebody calling
F G C
in the dark i thought i heard somebody call

C Em Am F G

C
general george began the day by taking pink little pills
Em
sent his men to the top of some hell of a hill
Am
through the whisper of trees came artillery breeze
F G
he said i love the way the wind comes A – tickling my knees

C
jane shot the apple right between the eyes
Em
i was thinking of her when you came outside
Am
lemonade on your breath sun in your hair
F G
did i mention how i love you in your underwear?

C
deep in the belly of a whale i found her
Em
down with the deep blue jail around her
Am
running her hands through the ribs of the dark
F G
florence and calamity and joan of arc

C Am
i thought i heard somebody calling
F G C
in the dark i thought i heard somebody call
C Am
i thought i heard somebody calling
F G C
in the dark i thought i heard somebody call