xThe Birds of St. Marks by Jackson Browne
Tabbed using the version off of Solo Acoustic, Vol. 1 (the only version available, I think).
Put a capo on the first fret or tune each string down a half-step.
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C
Oh how sad they sound, the songs, the queen must sing of dying
Am F Am G
A prisoner upon her throne of melancholy sighing
F G
If she could see her mirror now
F G
She would be free of those who bow
F
And scrape the ground beneath her feet
C
Silently she walks among her dying midnight roses
Am F G
And watches as each moment goes that never really know us
F G
And so it seems she doesn't care
F G
If she has dreams of no one there
F
Within the shadows of her room
C Am
But all my frozen words agree, and say it's time to
C F G
Call back all the birds I sent to fly behind her castle walls
Am G
And I'm weary of the nights I've seen
F C
Inside these empty halls
Interlude
C
Wooden lady turn and turn among my weary secrets
F Am G
And wave within the hours past and other empty pockets
F G
Maybe we've found what we have lost
F G
When we've unwound so many crossed
F
Entangling misunderstandings
C Am
But all my frozen words agree, and say it's time to
C F G
Call back all the birds I sent to fly behind her castle walls
Am G
And I'm weary of the nights I've seen
F C
Inside these empty halls
