Bachelor And The Bride

[Em]There's a wrinkle, [A]  in the water
[D]Where we laid our,[Cmaj7]     first daughter
[Em]And I think the wind blows [A]so sweetly [Cmaj7]there, over [B7]there

And the windows, and the cinders
And the willows, in the timbers
The infernal rattling of the rain, still remains

But [Em]I, said the [B]bachelor to the [Em]bride
Am not [B]waiting for [C]tonight,
No, [G]I, I will [A]box your ears
And [B7]leave you here stripped [Em]bare

[Em]Stri[A]ppe[D]d b[Cmaj7]are...

Hear the corncrakes, and the deerhooves
And the sleet rain on the slate roof
A medallion locked inside her hands, in her hands

And his fingers, are they telling
Of the barren of her belly
Do his calluses cure her furrowed brow, even now

But I, said the bachelor to the bride
Am not waiting for tonight,
No, I will box your ears
And leave you here stripped bare,

[Em]Stri[A]ppe[D]d b[Cmaj7]are, st[Em]ripp[A]ed [D]bar[Cmaj7]e, stripped bare

But I, said the bachelor to the bride
Am not waiting for tonight,
No, I will box your ears
And [C]take your tears
And [A]leave you, leave you [C]here, stripped [Em]bare  [A]      [D]          [Cmaj7]

[Em]  [A]  [D]  [Cmaj7]        [Em]

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