Blue Hen Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Am][G][Em][Am]
[Em][Am][Em][Am][Em][Am][Em][Am]
[Em]
[Am][Em]

[Verse 1]
Fires of the [Am]lighthouse burning in the [Em]bay
Waters of [Am]the sound [D]sleep
ing [Am]through [Em]the day
Ostrich of [Am]the night half
buried [D]in [Em]the sand
Nearer comes [Am]the man,
sickle in [Em]hand
Battles in the [Am]back seat,
soap [D]box [Em]car
Black-bolt lightning light[Am]ning car--I
don't don't care [Em]who you are
Fires of the [Am]lighthouse,
sound of the gui[Em]tar
"Things without all the remedy [Am]should be
without re[D]gard" [Am]Lady [Em]Macbeth[Bm]

[Verse 2]
[G]Death where is thy sting?
[Am]In the trails of Sunfish[D] sails
and [Em]curve stitch string?
Black [G]mass ghosts of
half-[Am]chewed hosts
hosts
Off [D]the Henlopen coast
In the saltwater spring
[Bm]Death: You arrive

[Verse 3]
[Em]washed
up in the [Am]tide
Normally [Em]alive with your consolation boot
[Am]s of Spanish [Em]inquisition eyes
Prancing around [Am]the stage at
your advan[Em]cing age
Offering stale [Am]communion to the
presbyters of [Em]time?

[Verse 4]
Cousins on [Am]the swing set,
rabbits in the [Em]grass
Is it too much [Am]to ask to
reproduce [Em]the past?
Stories of the [Am]Ice Boat No.3 wreck
kept us [Em]warm
Sheltered from [Am]storm on the ocean [Em]floor

[Verse 5]
And in the morning, we [Em]rest
in Corinthian he[Am]address
On couches of [Em]ivory
And wake in the moonlight
[Bm]Like badgers at midnight
[Am]To friends made in factories
[Em]somewhere
You'll know where to find us,
our [Bm]best years behind [C]us
Barefooted [Am]pilgrims
at shrines of our [Em]youth
'Our joy was electric,
[Bm]our circ[C]les concentric'
Converging [Am]on statues of permanence

[Verse 6]
[G]Death where is thy sting?
[Am]You ought to put more thou[D]ght into
what you [Em]bravely sing
Aft-mast [G]ships ships of
[Am]straw-short bricks
bricks
You'll [D]soon see exactly where
my victory is
[G]The spring to its slumber
Your [Am]lighthouses black
Like [D]virginal slumber
I'll [Em]break [G]like the lap[Em]
Of your [G]Delaware shore
Your [Am]Blue Hen remains
Will dissolve [D]at my door
Like a [G]teaspoon of [D]salt in [Am]the rain

[Verse 7]
And I'll wrap up your absence
In blankets of reverence
A mastodon shadow
Divided by [Em]zero
And comfort your fam[D]ily
[G]With wor[Bm]ds lik[Em]e ete[Am]rnity
And friends made in factories somewhere