Mourning Song

C                                 
She walked into the kitchen where 
                       F
most mornings would begin
        C                          
Put her hands down on the counter, 
                              Am
streched her fingers long and thin
         C                      
Drug her eyes across the wall to 
                        F
where he hung his mandolin
        C                          
And she whispered out the count 
          Am
like she was whispering it to him


[Chorus]

         C  F  Am  G            
Mourning song,         mourning 
C  F  Am  G
song
         F            C          
You were always on my mind, even 
G               Am
though I am now gone
  F                     C         
I taught you these four chords so 
          G                  C
you could sing your mounring song


[Verse 2]

C                                 
He was not much of a singer, there
                     F
 was shrapnel in his sound
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       C                       
Always ready with a zinger that 
                            Am
could burn the whole place down
    C                        
The love was undefineable, no 
                  F
beginning and no end
        C                         
Like so many ancient secrets ever 
Am
blowing in the wind


[Chorus]

         C  F  Am  G            
Mourning song,         mourning 
C  F  Am  G
song
         F            C          
You were always on my mind, even 
G               Am
though I am now gone
  F                     C         
I taught you these four chords so 
          G                  C
you could sing your mounring song


[Bridge]

F         C   G         F       
The walls tumbling, the gates 
  C  G
are opening
F      C        G           Am  
Sorrow will not window, no, 
   G        C
sorrow will not win


[Verse 3]

C                                 
From the morning through the 
                     F
evening of each and every day
C                                 
Wildness to wisom, from the gold 
              Am
on through the grey
         C                         
From the songs of newborn babies to
                            F
 those who failed along the way
       C                        
I have loved you and I will find 
                               Am
you, now please sing me on my way


[Chorus/Outro]

                   C  F  Am  G  
With your mourning song,        
         C  F  Am  G
mourning song
       F         C            G  
Pardon me if I’m sentimental, you
             Am
 were always strong
   F              C             G
So wake up little bird come and 
                  C
sing your mourning song