Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

There's a wrinkle, in the water

Where we laid our, first daughter

And I think the wind blows so sweetly there, over there

And the windows, and the cinders

And the willows, in the timbers

The infernal rattling of the rain, still remains

 But I, said the bachelor to the bride

 Am not waiting for tonight,

 No, I, I will box your ears

 And leave you here stripped bare

Stripped bare...

Hear the corncrakes, and the deerhooves

And the sleet rain on the slate roof

A medallion locked inside her hands, in her hands

And his fingers, are they telling

Of the barren of her belly

Do his calluses cure her furrowed brow, even now

But I, said the bachelor to the bride

Am not waiting for tonight,

No, I will box your ears

And leave you here stripped bare,

Stripped bare, stripped bare, stripped bare

But I, said the bachelor to the bride

Am not waiting for tonight,

No, I will box your ears

 And take your tears

 And leave you, leave you here, stripped bare

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