C F C By three a.m. all the morning birds will be cryingF And that old highway will be sighingC Am F And my dreams feel as cold as my bonesC G on the long walk home.C F C And my coat is old and growin thinG And my feet are numb and stumblingC Am F C And its many the thought of a long lost friendG C G That comes to me again and again.C F C And I want to thank my Sarah BellG C Who blessed me more than words can tell and whoAm F C Picked me straight up out of hellF C G C G And I miss her real bad but I love her well.C F C And I remember Don Clancy as a wild young manG But I haven't seen hide nor hair of himC Am F C since he lost his mind And was born againG C G off the coast of Oregon.G Oh where are you now, oh where are you nowF C And do you even think of meG I'm telling you nowC F You are the stars that I'll followC G C Endlessly, endlessly, endlessly, oh SoloF C G C G Am C G C Am F C G CF C Well, I'm singin' this song but it won't take long.G On these frozen streets I'm half way homeC Am F C And the sky above me forms a beautiful domeG C G Of blue and pink and starry gold.G Oh where are you now, oh where are you nowF C And do you even think of meG I'm telling you nowC F You are the stars that I'll followC G C Endlessly, endlessly, endlessly, oh
All The Morning Birds
Jolie Holland
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