Rock Salt And Nails

Willie Watson,

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Tom:
C F C [Verse 1]
C F C On the banks of the river where the willows hang down
Am F C And wild birds all warble with a low moaning sound
Am F C Way down in the hollow where the water runs cold
F C That's where I first listened to the lies that you told [Verse 2]
C F C Now I lie on my bed and I see your sweet face
Am F C The past I remember time cannot erase
Am F C The letter you wrote me it was written in shame
F C And I know that your conscience still echo's my name [Verse 3]
C F C Now the nights are so long, and sorrow runs deep
Am F C And nothing is worse than a night without sleep
Am F C I'll walk out alone, I look at the sky
F C Too empty to sing, too lonesome to cry [Verse 4]
C F C So if you ladies were blackbirds, if you ladies were thrushes
Am F C I'd lie there for hours in the cold chilly marshes
Am F C If you ladies were squirrel's with high bushy tails
F C I'd fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
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