Why Do You Turn Your Back
Richard ThompsonVersion1
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Remember the time when we two kin were reared
There was never a morsel but that it was shared
If the one babe was stung, t'was the other would cry
There scarce was a crossed word and never a lie
Our people were drab and defeated like slaves
The light of their fathers went into the graves
I took to the highway to find some relief
I never meant parting to put you to grief
Sisters, we were sisters
'Til love came between us and pulled us apart
We were sisters, we were sisters
Don't call me your sister and put a knife through my heart
Now you smile when you greet me, you put on a show
But it's slander you're talking as soon as you go
If your eye and my eye don't meet anymore
Hold fast to your tongue when I've walked out the door
You say that I'm different, don't hold me to blame
It's not to my grandeur, it's not to your shame
It's nothing of mine that I lay at your door
So take it or leave it, it's to heal not to sore
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Readable chord sheet for Why Do You Turn Your Back by Richard Thompson
[Am]Remember the [G]time when we [F]two kin were [Am]reared There was [G]never a [F]morsel but that it was sh[C]ared If the [E]one babe was [Am]stung, t'was the [E]other would [Am]cry There [G]scarce was a [F]crossed word and [D]never a [G]lie Our [Am]people were [G]drab and de[F]feated like [Am]slaves The [G]light of their [F]fathers went into the gr[C]aves I [E]took to the [Am]highway to [E]find some re[Am]lief I [G]never meant [F]parting to [D]put you to [G]grief [C]Sisters, we were [F]sisters 'Til [G]love came [F]between us and [D]pulled us a[G]part We were [C]sisters, we were [F]sisters Don't [G]call me your [F]sister and put a knife through my [Am]heart Now you smile when you greet me, you put on a show But it's slander you're talking as soon as you go If your eye and my eye don't meet anymore Hold fast to your tongue when I've walked out the door You say that I'm different, don't hold me to blame It's not to my grandeur, it's not to your shame It's nothing of mine that I lay at your door So take it or leave it, it's to heal not to sore