The Weakerthans – Elegy For Elsabet (Guitar)

       E
So the fields are stubble, the garden's done

          A
Where the scary scarecrow stands

         F#m                           A
Sees her holding up horizons with her hands

         E
She's so tired of reading daddy's lips

     A
That essay on a frown

          F#m                         A
Watch her memories of human voices drown

           C#m  B                 E        A
Let horsey bray break between the thunder boom

              C#m   B                        E   A
Make grasses' swish meet the crickets' ring

          C#m   B              E      A
Let every sound consecrate our whispering

                             B
The words that Betta never heard

       E
So the back lanes tie the city down

  A
A mess of dirty string

F#m                               A
Winter dies the same way every spring

       E
As the sky tries on its uniform

   A
Of turned off TV gray

         F#m                                     A
And the ways we watched her watch us walk away

          C#m  B               E            A
Let every rain clatter down at groaning streets

               C#m      B                     E   A
Make footsteps    tick, talk to echoed walls

            C#m   B              E      A
Let every sound   consecrate our whispering

                             B
The words that Betta never heard

           C#m  B                  E         A
Let every wind  howl and creak the creaking doors

               C#m  B                     E   A
To rooms that too   much has happened in

           C#m  B              E      A
Let every sound consecrate our whispering

                             B
The words that Betta never heard