Rock Salt And Nails

	  		
Intro: F    C  F 


Verse 1:
 
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By the banks of the river where the willows grow cold 
           Bb                          F 
Wild birds warble the strange sounding song 
                    Bb                         F 
By the banks of the river where the waters run cold 
                  Bb                            F 
Was there I first listened to the lies that she told 


Riff 
F    C  F 


Verse 2:
 
                   F                      Dm 
He lays there each night all alone and he weeps 
              Bb                         F 
Nothing ain't worse than a night without sleep 
                Bb                             F 
The letters she wrote him they were written in vain 
                    Bb                         F 
But I know that her conscience still echoes my name 


Riff 
F    C  F 


Verse 3:
 
                   F                              Dm 
If the ladies were blackbirds and the ladies were thrushes 
                  Bb                      F 
I'd lay there for hours in the cold rainy marshes 
                   Bb                                F 
If the ladies were squirrels (yeah) with a big bushy tail 
               Bb                         F 
I'd fill up my shotgun with-a rock salt and nails 


Outro: 
                 Bb                            F 
We'd fill up our shotguns with-a rock salt and nails