verse 1
C F
She walked into the kitchen where most mornings would begin
C Am
Put her hands down on the counter, streched her fingers long and thin
C F
Drug her eyes across the wall to where he hung his mandolin
C Am
And she whispered out the count like she was whispering it to him
C F Am G C F Am G
Mourning song, mourning song
F C G Am
You were always on my mind, even though I am now gone
F C G C
I taught you these four chords so you could sing your mounring song
verse 2
C F
He was not much of a singer, there was shrapnel in his sound
C Am
Always ready with a zinger that could burn the whole place down
C F
The love was undefineable, no beginning and no end
C Am
Like so many ancient secrets blowing in the wind
C F Am G C F Am G
Mourning song, mourning song
F C G Am
You were always on my mind, even though I am now gone
F C G C
I taught you these four chords so you could sing your mounring song
Bridge
F C G F C G
The walls tumbling, gates are opening
F C G Am G C
Sorrow in the window, sorrow will not win
verse 3
C F
From the morning through the evening of each and every day
C Am
Wildness to wisom, from the gold on through the grey
C F
From the songs of newborn babies to those who failed along the way
C Am
I have loved you and I will find you, now please sing me on my way
C F Am G C F Am G
With your mourning song, mourning song
F C G Am
Pardon me if I’m sentimental, you were always strong
F C G C
So wake up little bird come and sing your mourning song