Hợp âm Rookery

Lời & hợp âm

[Verse 1]
[Em]Birch tree [G]lost its branch
one [Am]day in v[G]iolent w[C]inter
I said, [F]"It [G]was grieving," [Am]you said,
[G]"It don't feel [C]nothing"
I [Am]bet you [G]think everything's
[C]in its rightful[F] place
That sen[Am]timent [G]is man's dis[C]grace

[Verse 2]
[C]
[Am]Well the rooks [F]in [G]the trees,
they [Am]don't half [Em]bother [C]me
[Am]Clawing [F]at my [G]mind with [Am]every
[G]given oppor[C]tunity
It's [Am]spring [G]outside
A [C]perilous [F]sky and that [Am]terrible
[G]clattering [C]sound
[Am]"Go ahead, you should [G]go
shoot [F]them down"
That's what you [Am]said
"You should [G]go shoot [F]them down"

[Verse 3]
[F]
So [G]hey, that's [Am]me
[C]Shooting at a hundred-year-old
rookery
rookery
[G]rookery
Oh, look at me
The [Am]definition [G]of futil[F]ity
That's what they'll say anyway
Won't they, babe?

[Verse 4]
[Am]So I'll go[F] back to[G] working t[Am]hrough the
[G]gentle hours of [C]the evening
Where [Am]the weather [F]and [G]the wine [Am]and
[G]the company treat me [C]easily
Un[Am]knowing am [G]I of t[C]he wind
that took my [F]eye
Un[Am]knowing am [G]I of the wind
[C]

[Verse 5]
Un[Am]knowing am [G]I of the wind
that [C]took my [F]eye
Un[Am]knowing [G]am I of [C]the wind