D                           Asus2        A
most of the brine has got to boil away
D                           Asus2        A
most of the air has got to choke you
D                       Asus2        A
most of june I spent in jail again
D                       Asus2        A
I don't mean jail exactly

[Bridge]
F#m
up in the pine tree
G                     A
a red squirrel looked down at me

[Chorus]
     D    Asus2 A           D              Asus2 A
I am losing control of the language again
     D    Asus2 A           D              Asus2 A
I am losing control of the language again

[Verse 2]
D                           Asus2        A
most of the things I used to hold on to
D                           Asus2        A
most of the things I used to say to you
D                           Asus2        A
most of the ways I knew around the local roads
D                           Asus2        A
are disappearing daily

[Bridge]
F#m
high in the cottonwood
G                                   A
you were looking down at me and you sure looked good
F#m
your hair hanging down in the leaves
G                               A
your neck tilted back to make a rainbow

[Chorus]
      D    Asus2 A           D              Asus2 A
I was losing control of the language again
      D    Asus2 A           D              Asus2 A
I am losing control of the language again