Bob Dylan — Rock Salt And Nails

Intro: C#  C#  F#  C#

C#  C#
On the banks of the river, where the willows hang down,
A#m  C#
Where the wild birds all warble with a low moaning sound,
A#m  C#
Down in the hollow where the water runs cold,
F#  C#
It's there I have listened to the lies that you told.

C#  C#
Now I lie on my bed and I see your sweet face.
A#m  C#
The past I remember, time cannot erase.
A#m C#
The letters you wrote me were written in shame,
F#  C#
And I know that your conscience still echos my pain.

C#  C#
Now the nights are so long, my sorrow runs deep.
A#m C#
Nothing is worse than a night without sleep.
A#m C#
I walk out alone, I look at the sky,
F#  C#
Too empty to sing, too lonesome to cry.

C#  C#
Now if the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were thrushes,
A#m C#
I'd lie there for hours in the chilly cold marshes.
A#m C#
If the ladies were squirrels with them high bushy tails,
F#  C#
I'd fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails.

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