Intro
C#m F#m x2
[Verse]
C#m F#m
B plague in the workhouse, a plague on the poor now, I'll beat on my drum till I'm dead
C#m F#m
Yesterday a fever, tomorrow St. Peter, I'll beat on my drum until then
[Chorus]
C#m F#m
What melody will lead my lover from his bed?
C#m F#m
What melody will see him in my arms again?
[Verse]
C#m F#m
Set fire to foundation and burn out the station, you'll never get nothing of mine
C#m F#m
The pane of my window will flicker and billow, I won't leave a stitching behind
[Chorus]
C#m F#m
What melody will lead my lover from his bed?
C#m F#m
What melody will see him in my arms again?
[Interlude]
C#m F#m x2
[Bridge]
E B F#m E
I'll sing of the walls of the well and the house at the top of the hill
B F#m E
I'll sing of the bottles of wine that we left on our old windowsill
B F#m
I'll sing of the years you will spend getting sadder and older
E B F#m
Oh love, and the cold, the oncoming cold
[Outro]
E B F#m x8