Intro
Dm Am Dm F
Verse
Dm Am Dm
Seven Sundays, late for front steps
F Dm
Sitting warm in the midday block
Am Dm
Little bare feet, dirty forehead
F Dm
I can see where your train will stop
Verse
Am Dm
At the point of several mountains
F Dm
Sold from one to another tribe
Am
Just a basket baby waiting
Dm F Dm
Towering at only three feet high
C F
I know "Take what you're given"
Dm
I know "Seen and not heard"
C F
You left me buckets of ribbons
Dm
Woven together by flying birds
Verse
Am Dm
Me and you crept on for hours
F Dm
Right behind the big blue house
Am Dm
All the roots of all her flowers
F Dm
So to feed all our creatures' mouths
Verse
Am Dm
She cried, "What have you done here?
F Dm
You girls are the devil's kind!"
Am Dm
I can't run any faster
F Dm
Leaving all the battles behind
Verse
Am Dm
After dinner, kitchen quiet
F Dm
Hot air from the dishes washed
Am Dm
Just a sink light buzzing brightly
F Dm
In the front room, TV on
C F
I know "Take what you're given"
Dm
I know "Seen and not heard"
C F
You left me buckets of ribbons
Dm
Woven together by flying birds
Verse
Am Dm
And the church sings hallelujah
F Dm
When you're sitting still and right
Am Dm
Peering just between two shoulders
F Dm
Trying to see what the priest looks like
C F
I know and also have you
Dm
I know all things were made
C F
Lift me to heavier water
Dm
Just in case I can be saved
Verse
Am Dm
I will wait here one last morning
F Dm
Shield my eyes to the blazing sun
Am Dm
If I scan the streets for warning
F Dm
I can see when your train will come