A Fine Colour

Am                      D
  Such a woman you have standing 
there
Am                 G
  I’m a fool to compare
Am                        D
  Hands are shaky but I’m not 
surprised
Am                   G
  Blood stains on my eyes

Am                          D
  Through my window what a glare I 
see
Am                     G
  Broken windows never bothered me
Am                                
  When bruises show they take 
  D
their time
Am                          G
  But the pain it’s on your mind

  Am                      D       
I feel it’s too late, the grass 
                   Am
has turned a lighter shade
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    Am                            
Oh, pa, won't you please bring me 
D                   Am
back bright colored leaves?

Am                            D
  Springtime brings about the green 
amongst the trees
Am                         G
  A color like her eyes is shining
Am                        D
  Sunshine swallows every step she 
leaves behind
Am                           G
  And you got colors on your mind

( Em  A  Am  B7 )

Am                     D
  Juniper has come and gone this 
year
Am                    G
  Soft whispers in my ear
Am                    D
  Broken promises she swore to keep
Am                          G
  That don't mean a damn to me

Am                            
  Like picking daisies off your 
  D
tongue
Am                         G
  Life's a gamble for you, son
Am                         D
  But she never stopped to look you 
in the eye
Am                        G
  You're a boring kind of lie

  Am                      D       
I feel it’s too late, the grass 
                   Am
has turned a lighter shade
    Am                            
Oh, pa, won't you please bring me 
D                   Am
back bright colored leaves?