May God Protect Your Home

Bb            C               
I'm tired of boys who fight with 
    F                     Bb
girls and stain their sheets,
Bb         C                   F
And girls who tell stories of 
                    Bb
boys and graze their knees,
Bb                 C              
And where did you get to smell so 
 F
sweet,
                       Bb
Is that sweetness for me,
Bb               C               
And where did I find these eyes 
       F
that I found,
                         Bb
They will surely let me down.


          Bb                    F 
And your hair stops short of a 
                        Gm
line which starts at your neck,
                     D             
And flows over your collarbone down
          Em
 to your breast,
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          F                 Bb
Where my hand lies ever so gently.


        Bb                         
And my hand starts to move down 
   F                            Gm
your stomach and in between those 
thighs,
      D                      Em   
To a soft warm place I call home 
        F                Bb
and may god protect your home.


Bb                  C            
There's a lady who cries and 
       F                       Bb
builds a shrine to her miscarried 
child,
Bb                   C           
And a small boy who cries and 
        F                   Bb
cries and cries and cries and cries.
Bb           C           
I see these sights with the 
              F              
sleepiest eyes and a heart so 
      Bb
contentedly wise and tired,
Bb                      C        
And now I bathe in the light of 
                   F             
the most beautiful heavenly angel 
      Bb
this side of the sun.


          Bb                    F 
And your hair stops short of a 
                        Gm
line which starts at your neck,
                     D             
And flows over your collarbone down
          Em
 to your breast,
          F                 Bb
Where my hand lies ever so gently.


        Bb                         
And my hand starts to move down 
   F                            Gm
your stomach and in between those 
thighs,
      D                      Em   
To a soft warm place I call home 
        F                Bb
and may god protect your home.