G [VERSE 1]G Em She'd been coughing up blood since the dogwoods bloomedC D Em Seventeen that spring and confined to her roomG Em At night her heart pounded against her chestC D Em Death, like a bird, was building its nest [CHORUS]D Am And so, on the last day of her short life,C G Emily called for her father's penknifeD Am She sawed at her head till the floor pooled with hairC Em and braided a watch chain for father to wear[VERSE 2]G Em She'd laughed at the graveyard on one sip of wineC D Em and kept a pet duck till the cat crushed its spineG Em But, waltzing one night in a red velvet dress,C D Em she noticed a whistling down in her chest [CHORUS]D Am And so, on the last day of her short life,C G Emily called for her father's penknifeD Am She sawed at her head till the floor pooled with hairC Em and braided a watch chain for father to wear [VERSE 3]G Em Propped up on pillows, she watched the snow fall,C D Em trying to picture an end to it allG Em By spring there'd be picnics and merry-go-rounds,C D Em but she'd be nothing but bones in the ground [CHORUS]D Am And so, on the last day of her short life,C G Emily called for her father's penknifeD Am She sawed at her head till the floor pooled with hairC Em and braided a watch chain for father to wear
Emily Shore 1819-1839
The Handsome Family
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