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The Pines
"Cry, Cry, Crow" Transcribed by Rob Clark
Capo 1st Fret
[Am]In the morning, I buckl[F]e my shoes like a[G] pilgrim[Am]
[F]And make my way to th[G]e highway[Am]
In the sil[F]houette [G]of silos[Am]
[F]Cry, c[G]ry, cr[Am]ow
I love you, more than you'll ever know dear
Before I was born I could hear you
Calling my name from far away
Cry, cry, crow
[C]
In the distance, all the way from Iowa
The city glows like a beating
Heart upon the table
Cry, cry, crow
[C-C/B-Am]
In the dome-light, wherever you are going
The hourglass your holding
Is filled with falling snow
Cry, cry, crow
The Pines
"Cry, Cry, Crow" Transcribed by Rob Clark
Capo 1st Fret
[Am]In the morning, I buckl[F]e my shoes like a[G] pilgrim[Am]
[F]And make my way to th[G]e highway[Am]
In the sil[F]houette [G]of silos[Am]
[F]Cry, c[G]ry, cr[Am]ow
I love you, more than you'll ever know dear
Before I was born I could hear you
Calling my name from far away
Cry, cry, crow
[C]
In the distance, all the way from Iowa
The city glows like a beating
Heart upon the table
Cry, cry, crow
[C-C/B-Am]
In the dome-light, wherever you are going
The hourglass your holding
Is filled with falling snow
Cry, cry, crow