Two Weeks

G                      C
It's been raining now,
                  G
Pushing two weeks
                       C
Really brings out them colors
              G
In the leaves


G                      C
It's been raining now,
                     G
Pushing three Months
                                       C
It really brings out them black, black blues

In my baby's eyes
C                                     G
There's water in the ice, she smiled, straight
C
across,
                          D        C
Staring at me for another drink
C                                 G
And I'd give her anything at this four o'clock
C
hour
C                              D    G
Just to see the sun rise up on her, again


G
Lights on the road show
    C                           G
The ghosts of cursive branches
                                      C
Like her curling hand writing that is filling up
          G
my dreams
                               C
Lines of metal lattice shadows
                                             G
The chain links that the trees grow through
                            C
I'm just thinking about the ice cubes in her
glass


C
And it's not the chopping, I said,
       G      C
That I really enjoy
C                                D
But the feeling of the axe in my hand
C                                    G
      When I'm stacking wood for the long winter
C
coming
C                               D
For the small house we'd buy on borrowed
G
money

G                      C
It's been raining now,
                        G
Since I don't know when,
                        C
And I've got more water