My Sister's Tiny Hands

[Em]          [G]       [D]       [Em]      [G]
    [D]We came in [Em]this world together, legs wrapped round each other,

My [C]cheek against my sister's we were [G]born like tangled [Em]vine

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We lived along the river where the black clouds never linger
The sunlight spread like honey through my sister's tiny hands
But while picking sour apples, in the wild waving grasses
Sister stumbled in a briar and was bitten by a snake

Every [D]creature casts a [Em]shadow under the [D]sun's golden [G]fingers

But when the [D]sun sinks past the [Em]waving grass some [D]shadows are [Em]dragged along

Alone I took to drinking bottles of cheap whisky
And staggering through the backwoods killing snakes with a sharpened stake
But still I heard her laughing in the wild waving grasses
Still her tiny hands went splashing at the river's sparkling shore
So I took my rusty gas can and an old iron shovel
I set the woods to burning I choked the river up with stones