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