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