A           E*E
i've got you
        D                               A*A
you've got whatever's left of me to get.
A                                    E*E
our conversations are like minefields
D                                     A*A
no one's found a safeway through one yet

A                    E*E
i spend alot of money
D                   A*A
i buy you white gold
A                        E*E
we raise up a little roof
D            E
against the cold...

                 A           D
on southwood plantation road
          A                        D
where at night the stars flow like milk across the sky
A                        E*E
where the high wires drop(?)
A                    D      Dm    A    E    
 D      A
where the fat crows fly