We [F]left the red boots to wander Catherine Avenue
Crac[C]ker crumbs beneath the couch had a better view
We st[Dm]umbled and sailed on over brackish wa[Bb]ter
New r[F]oses dry inside of a vacant house
We cr[C]eep quietly by like a Christmas mouse
I rem[Dm]ember walks to Elizabeth's or the Parkway [Bb]Drugs
Mo[F]ther's closet above the splintered floors
[C]The holidays the dolls you gave still we went away
[Dm]Henry don't you know that you are a friend of mi[Bb]ne
[F]Henr[C]y you are a friend of mine [Dm](oooh[Bb] oh) (oooh ahh)
Half of the time
Give me half of the time
Same Chords Rest of Song. Easy. No biggie
Water runs upstairs on Dennis Lane
Out of the tub and over piano strings that rust
Lake Michigan turns red brown like iodine
There are one thousand ways that you can say goodbye
But Henry didn't you know that she was a friend of mine
Henry she was a friend of mine
And it goes
And it goes
Let it go
Will you let it go
We left the red boots to wander Catherine Avenue
There's a low flying bird with its ear to the ground
From our house to your house through May flowers
burnt grass and the cricket sound
A streetlight turns on because nightfall is near
And the low flying bird will soon disappear
Crac[C]ker crumbs beneath the couch had a better view
We st[Dm]umbled and sailed on over brackish wa[Bb]ter
New r[F]oses dry inside of a vacant house
We cr[C]eep quietly by like a Christmas mouse
I rem[Dm]ember walks to Elizabeth's or the Parkway [Bb]Drugs
Mo[F]ther's closet above the splintered floors
[C]The holidays the dolls you gave still we went away
[Dm]Henry don't you know that you are a friend of mi[Bb]ne
[F]Henr[C]y you are a friend of mine [Dm](oooh[Bb] oh) (oooh ahh)
Half of the time
Give me half of the time
Same Chords Rest of Song. Easy. No biggie
Water runs upstairs on Dennis Lane
Out of the tub and over piano strings that rust
Lake Michigan turns red brown like iodine
There are one thousand ways that you can say goodbye
But Henry didn't you know that she was a friend of mine
Henry she was a friend of mine
And it goes
And it goes
Let it go
Will you let it go
We left the red boots to wander Catherine Avenue
There's a low flying bird with its ear to the ground
From our house to your house through May flowers
burnt grass and the cricket sound
A streetlight turns on because nightfall is near
And the low flying bird will soon disappear
