Letter In Icelandic From The Ninette San

Verse:
   D/F#   D/G    D/A     G     A/C#   G/B   D/F#  D/E   D/F#
E|---------------------------|-------------------------------|    
B|---------------------------|-------------------------------|    
G|------------------------4--|-------------------------------|    
D|----0------0------0-----5--|----7-----5-----0-----0-----0--| x2 
A|--9-----10-----12----------|----7-----5---9-----7-----9----|    
E|----------------------3----|--9-----7----------------------|    

Chorus:
    G      A      D/F#   G5     A5    Bm9   Bm7     G    A   D/F#   D/E   D/F#
E|-------------|-------------|-------------------|-----------------------------| 
B|-------------|-------------|-------------------|-----------------------------| 
G|-------------|-------------|----------6-----7--|--4----6---------------------| 
D|----0-----0--|----4-----5--|----7-----7-----7--|--5----7------0-----0-----0--| 
A|----2----/4--|----5-----5--|----7--------------|--x----x----9-----7-----9----| 
E|--3----/5----|--2-----3----|--5-----7-----7----|--3----5---------------------| 


[Verse 1]
         D/F#           D/G    D/A                            G
You'll recall from the sagas I hope Grettir's last stand at Drangey
        A/C#                       G/B                 D/F#  D/E  D/F#
How his grip on the sword made his enemies cut off his hand
        D/F#        D/G           D/A                    G
If he'd fled here instead and had tasted this terrible coffee
              A/C#                      G/B                      D/F#  D/E  D/F#
Or read these letters you sent, he'd surrender and lay the blade down


[Chorus 1]
         G         A
And it's Halloween
       D/F#                          G5
Skinny ghosts dress like cowboys and rest
       A5      Bm9
At the railing by my door
         G            A               D/F#  D/E  D/F#
On their way from the children's ward


[Verse 2]
       D/F#        D/G     D/A                      G
Bev Monroe and his Pembina Valley boys play at the party
      A/C#                   G/B                        D/F#  D/E  D/F#
And I practice my English on nurses, "Oh, that's a nice name"
         D/F#        D/G           D/A                         G
And they may ask for mine, but the burns on my back from the x-rays
      A/C#                  G/B                 D/F#  D/E  D/F#
Say I shouldn't show anyone anything ever again


[Chorus 2]
    G           A
In another year
        D/F#                G5
I'll be buried or shivering here
         A5      Bm9      Bm7  Bm9  Bm7
Coughing at that grey spittoon
        G             A            D/F#  D/E  D/F#
Painted orange by the harvest moon


[Interlude]
D/F#   D/G   D/A    G
A/C#   G/B   D/F#   D/E  D/F#


[Chorus 3]
        G                A
Pack up mother's clothes
           D/F#                      G5
Drive her down to the new Betel Home
         A5      Bm9     Bm7  Bm9  Bm7
Sell the boat to Arnison
         D/E          G               A            Bm9     Bm7  Bm9  Bm7
And then go, stand up straight in the place you're longing for
           G          A       D/F#  D/E  D/F#
And don't write to me anymore