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