capo 1

G C
foals in winter coats
Am
white girls of the north ,
F C
file past one , five and one ,
C
they are the fabled lambs
D
a sunday ham ,
Am
the ancient snow

G C
and they could float above the grass
G
in circles if they tried
F C
a latent power i know they hide

C
to keep some hope alive
D
that a girl like i
Am
could ever try ,
G
could ever try

Em D
so we just skirt the hallway sides
Em
a phantom and a fly
E C D
follow the lines and wonder why
there’s no connection

G C
a week of rolling eyes ,
Am
and cheap shots from the trite ,

F C
and we’re off to nemarca’s porch again ,
C
another afternoon
D
with the goathead tunes ,
Am
and pilfered booze .

G C
we wander through her mamma’s house
G
the milk from the window lights
F C
family portrait circa ’95

C
this is that foreign land
D
of the sprayed – on tans
Am
and it all feels fine
G
be it silk or slime

Em D
so , when they tap our monday heads
Em
to zombie – walk in our stead ,
E C D
this town seems hardly worth our time

Em C D
and we’ll no longer memorize or rhyme ,
Em
too far along in our climb

E C D
stepping over what now towers to the sky ,
with no connection

G C D
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
( repeat 4x )

Em D
so when they tap our sunday heads
Em
to zombie – walk in our stead ,
E C D
this town seems hardly worth our time

Em C D
and we’ll no longer memorize or rhyme ,
Em
too far along in our crime ,

E C D
stepping over what now towers to the sky ,
with no connection

G C D
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
( repeat to fade 8x )