F C F C
E F G Am
F G Am
F C F C
Drawing closer with most every breath
E F
she had found the notion queer in fact
G Am
and left it by the bed
F G Am
she had barely found a place to rest her head
Am
we are not weary
Em
we are not welcome any more
Am
and if the dawn should never break
Em
she found that she could never be
F
so full of grief
C
full of grief
F
full of grief
C E
full of grief
Am
She was thrown out with the dogs
Em
and was feeding off their anger to a frenzy
Am
as they vainly licked their chops
oh so stubborn as an ox
C
She had grown to see the light
E
In the vanity of night
F G Am
There was nothing but a handshake left to bind
F G Am
she had blown it past the cobwebs of her mind
Am
we are not weary
Em
we are not welcome any more
Am
and if the dawn should never break
Em
she found that she could never be
F
so full of grief
C
full of grief
F
full of grief
C E
full of grief
Am E
Am E
Am