Verse
Bm G
It was just before the moon hung
Bm G
Her weary heavy head in
Bm G
The gallows and the graves of
Bm G
The milky milky cradle
Bm G
His tears have turned to poppies
Bm G
B shimmer in the midnight
Bm G
B flower in the twilight
Bm G
B flower in the twilight
Chorus
Bm D
And our screaming
A F#m
Is in his screaming
Bm D A F#m
Our screaming in the willow tree.
Verse 2
Bm G
They took him to the gallows
Bm G
He fought them all the way though
Bm G
And when they asked us how we knew
Bm G
His name
Bm G
We died just before him
Bm G
Our eyes are in the flowers
Bm G
Our hands are in the branches
Bm G
Our voices in the breezes
Chorus
Bm D
And our screaming
A F#m
Is in his screaming
Bm D A F#m
Our screaming in the willow tree
Verse 3
Bm G
We're waiting by the willow
Bm G
Our milky milky cradle
Bm G
Our lockets long have rusted
Bm G
His picture worn and weathered
Bm G
Our hair is in the garden
Bm G
The roses in our toeses
Bm G
Our heart are in the blossoms
Bm G
Our eyes are in the branches
Chorus x2
Bm D
And our screaming
A F#m
Is in his screaming
Bm D A F#m
Our screaming in the willow tree