Andrew Savage — Winter In The South

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xAndrew Savage - Winter In The South
       Thawing Dawn - 2017


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Tune to alternate Open C;  CGDGBe

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
A
Windmill blows the torch
G
Summons me onto your porch
      C                  A
'Til into your parlor again
How can you still smile?
G
There you are, it's been awhile
C                          A
Back to the town where you live
Can I speak to you?
G
Like I've always wanted to
C                    A
With every eye on my face
Where you find my words
G
Wiggle snakes out of the earth
C                     A
Omens and now out of place

[Chorus 1]
      C            A
I'm a screen porch flyer
     C        A
I am drying-   flowers
      C         A              G            F            D
I'm a postcard read, filed and fed to it's place in the drawer...

[Verse 2]
A
  Winter in the south
G
Autumn from a northern mouth
C                            A
Acts like the cruelest month lived
When I last was here
G
Happy to return my dear
C                          A
Talk for a while and let's sit
Ample was the floor
G
Sleeping in the clothes we wore
C                          A
That night we called it a bed
With no fear of shame
   G
The less I could a common name
C                        A
Felt out the lie between us

[Chorus 2]
      C       A
I'm a bowing-  eye
      C        A
I'm a pilgrim-  south
      C        A            G          F             D
I'm a toy you both speaking slow as it sentenced the end

[Verse 3]
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You dreamt that I died
G
My face on another side
C                                A
Stretched like the string on the door
Feel my pulse and tap
G
Bleach my blood mantras and
C                       A
Claim every ounce of it yours
Two weeks on the land
G
Now I'm back at home again
C                         A
Nowhere to rhyme but the tape
Often goes the sound
G
Of a hearts uncertain howl
C                        A
Clinging the bars of the tape

[Chorus 3]
      C      A
I'm a hotel shower
      C       A
I'm a tempted- snake
      C        A           G           F            D
I'm a distant howl making sound as it drips on the floor

[Horn Solo]
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[Verse 4]
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Talented with words
G
Am I more than pretty verse?
C                       A
Read by a voice in your head
Am I on your mind?
G
After all this kindling cried
C                       A
Building around like a sand
Now I hold the torch
G
Now the amputation's yours
C                      A
Glowing on fire like a cake
I'll be thirty-one
G
Next month and I only want
C                   A
You by my side as I wake

[Chorus 4]
     C        A
I am no wrong turn
       C        A
Is there such a- thing?
           C     A           G           F          D
There are only turns that we take at one time, it's okay