The Civil Wars – Birds Of A Feather (Ukulele)

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D...

D                    F
Where she walks no flowers bloom

G               D
He's the one I see right through

D                  F
She's the absinthe on my lips

G                  D
The splinter in my fingertip

F             C      G    D
But who could do without you

F             C      G   A   D
And who could do without you

D                  F
She's the sea I'm sinkin' in

G               D
He's the ink under my skin

D                    F
Sometimes I can't tell where I am

G                     D
Where I leave off and he begins

D    C              F          F   A
Oh aren t we a pretty pretty pair Yes we are

D                   C                      F
All all the king's horses And all of his men

         F    G  F   C
Couldn't tear us apart

F  G   F    C   G     A
Ooooh aaaaah ooooooh

D              F               G       D
Dancing with a ball and chain

D                  F             G     D
Through it all we still remain

D             F              G     D
Butterflies around a flame

     F      G         F    A  D
Till ashes ashes we fade a way