A Bm the steam above the water rises through the airD E all i want’s to touch it, feel it on my skinD F#m D Bm follow in its motion, travel where it’s beenA D A i’m a little man in a little townBm D it’s a little cold, i’m a little downF#m D i get a little angry a little bit each dayBm E a little while longer we’ll dig a little graveA Bm the stitches of my pocket fray upon the seamD E my truest secret spilled over my heartbeatD F#m D Bm a frail little drop of the poison treeA D A i’m a little man in a little townBm D it’s a little cold, i’m a little downF#m D i get a little angry a little bit each dayBm E a little while longer we’ll dig a little grave
Poison Tree
The Milk Carton Kids
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Tom:
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