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Gallows

Cocorosie
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D-DU-UDU
It  was just before the moon hung
Her  weary heavy head in
The  gallows and the graves of
The  milky milky cradle
His  tears have turned to poppies
A  shimmer in the midnight
A  flower in the twilight
A  flower in the twilight
 And our screaming
 Is in his screaming
 Our screaming  in the willow tree.
 They took  him to the gallows
 He fought  them all the way though
 And when  they asked us how we knew
 His name
 We died  just before him
 Our eyes  are in the flowers
 Our hands  are in the branches
 Our voices  in the breezes
 And our screaming
 Is in his screaming
 Our screaming  in the  willow tree
 We're waiting  by the willow
 Our milky  milky cradle
 Our lockets  long have rusted
 His picture  worn and weathered
 Our hair  is in the garden
 The roses  in our toeses
 Our heart  are in the blossoms
 Our eyes  are in the branches
 And our screaming
 Is in his screaming
 Our screaming  in the  willow tree

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Readable chord sheet for Gallows by Cocorosie

[Am]It was just before the moon hu[F]ng
[Am]Her weary heavy head in[F]
[Am]The gallows and the graves of[F]
[Am]The milky milky cradle[F]
[Am]His tears have turned to poppies   [F]
[Am]A shimmer in the midnigh[F]t
[Am]A flower in the twil[F]ight
[Am]A flower in the twil[F]ight

And our screa[Am]ming   [C]
Is in his scr[G]eaming [Em]
Our scr[Am]eamin[C]g in the willow t[G]ree.     [Em]

They too[Am]k him to the gallows  [F]
He fo[Am]ught them all the way thoug[F]h
And whe[Am]n they asked us how we knew [F]
His n[Am]ame     [F]
We die[Am]d just before [F]him
Our eye[Am]s are in the flowers[F]
Our han[Am]ds are in the branches[F]
Our vo[Am]ices in the breeze[F]s

And our screa[Am]ming   [C]
Is in his scr[G]eaming   [Em]
Our scr[Am]eaming in the[C] willow t[G]ree      [Em]

We're wai[Am]ting by the willow  [F]
Our mil[Am]ky milky cradle[F]
Our loc[Am]kets long have rusted   [F]
His pi[Am]cture worn and weathered[F]
Our hai[Am]r is in the garde[F]n
The ros[Am]es in our toeses[F]
Our hea[Am]rt are in the blossom[F]s
Our eye[Am]s are in the branche[F]s

And our screa[Am]ming   [C]
Is in his scr[G]eaming   [Em]
Our scr[Am]eaming in the[C] willow t[G]ree      [Em]

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