Caravan

Intro:  Am  C  G  C
        F   C  F

Am              C        G      
Pour the petrol can, around this
     C
 caravan.
     F        C                   
And watch the flames take all you 
F
own.
          Am             C        
There's a girl who understands, by
     G               C
 the back of her two hands.
F               C       F
  She's all you need to know.

           G                       
'Cause you search for years but you
 C         G         F
 lose everything you find.
        G                       
There's braille for the deaf and 
 C   G             F
signposts for the blind.
        G                          
There's heaven for the cruel but 
  C     G             F
the devil waits for the kind.

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        Am                   C    
And you follow the blackbird home,
             G             C
 through the early winter snow.
F                  C             
   Your footprints track you 
        F
through the grass.
        Am                    
And you ache just to smell her 
  C               G               
clothes, and her cooking down on 
    C
the stove.
F              C                 
   You see her face in everyone 
   F
you pass.

           G                       
'Cause you search for years but you
 C         G         F
 lose everything you find.
        G                       
There's braille for the deaf and 
 C   G             F
signposts for the blind.
        G                          
There's heaven for the cruel but 
  C     G             F
the devil waits for the kind.

G        C         G      F
 And you walk down to her window.
G               C    G           
 And press your face against the 
 F
glass.
G        C          G      F
 Only to find that she is happy in 
his arms.

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           G                       
'Cause you search for years but you
 C         G         F
 lose everything you find.
        G                       
There's braille for the deaf and 
 C   G             F
signposts for the blind.
        G                          
There's heaven for the cruel but 
  C     G             F
the devil waits for the kind.