Painters

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[Verse 1]
[C]Eig[Em]hty y[C]ea[G]rs, an[C]
old lady now,
sitting on the front porch
Watching the clouds roll by
They remind her of her lover, how he left her, and of times long ago,
When she used color carelessly,
painted his portrait
A thousand times,
or maybe just his smile,
Her and her canvas would follow him
wherever he would go

[Verse 2]
'Cause they were [Em]painters and they
were [C]painting themselves
[Am]A lovely [C]world

[Verse 3]
Oil streaked [C]daisies covered
the living room walls
He put water colored roses in her hair
He said, "Love, I love you,
I want to give you the mountains,
the sunshine,
The sunset too
I want to give you a world as beautiful
as you are [Em]to me"
'Cause I'm [C]a painter and I want

[Verse 4]
[Am]
to paint you
A lovely [C]way

[Verse 5]
[C]
So they sat down and made a drawing of their love,
They made it an art to live by
They painted every passion, every home,
created every beautiful child
In the winter they were
weavers of warmth,
In the summer they were carpenters
of love
They thought blue prints were too
sad so they made them yellow
And [Em]they were painters and they had

[Verse 6]
[C]
painted themselves
A [Am]lovely [C]world

[Verse 7]
[C]Until one day the rain fell
as thick as black oil
And in her heart she
knew something was wrong
She went running through the
orchard screaming,
[F]"No [C]God, don't take him
from me!"
But by the time [F]she got there,
[C]she feared he already had [Eaug]gone[C]
She got to [F]where he [Am]lay,
[C]water colored roses [Am]in his [C]hands [Am]for her[C]
[Am]She threw them down screaming,
[C]"Damn you man, don't leave [Am]me
[C]With nothing left be[F]hind but these cold [C]paintings,
these cold [F]portraits
To [C]remind [Am]me!"[C]
[Eaug][C]

[Verse 8]
[Em]He said, "Love I only leave a little,
[G]try to understand
[C]I p[Em]ut my soul in this life we've
[G]created with these [C]four hands
[Em]Love, I leave, but o[B]nly a litt[Em]le,
this world holds me [C]still
[Em]My body may die now,
but these [C]paintings are real"
La li [Em]lai la li lai la li lai
[G][C]

[Verse 9]
So many seasons came
and many seasons went
And many times she saw her love's
face watering the flowers,
Talking [G]to the trees
[C]and singing to his children,
And when the wind blew,
she knew he was listening,
And how he seemed to laugh along, and
how he seemed to hold her
When she was crying
'Cause [Em]they were painters and they had [C]painted themselves

[Verse 10]
[Am]A
lovely [C]world

[Verse 11]
[C]
Eighty years, an old lady now,
sitting on the front porch
Watching the clouds roll by
They remind her of her lover, how he left her,
and of times long ago,
When she used color carelessly,
painted his portrait
A thousand times, or maybe just his smile,
Her and her canvas would follow him
wherever he would go
Yes, she and her canvas still follow
'Cause [Em]they are painters and they are [C]painting themselves
A [Am]lovely

[Verse 12]
'Cause they are [Em]painters and
[C]they are painting themselves
[Am]A lovely [C]world