Milk & Tears Kev Russell – Buttermilk & Rifles Transcribed by Mike Hiatt http://www.gourds.org [E] [A] [E] Regarding the ramblings I was ashamed [A] [B] To ever show doubt or to even complain [A] [D] [A] The myth of scrap iron I tried to clarify [E] [A] [B] [E] With these huge heavy fingers and this gorgeous light [E] [A] [E] The failed frame maker took out his rage [A] [B] On the wrong side of the atomic age [A] [D] [A] Like rubies or ruses the crooners came whispering [E] [A] [B] [E] Scant overtures on the last day of spring [Break E A E B A E] [E] [A] [E] Now sorrow’s been here, slow and bright [A] [B] A glazed nasal tone fragile and wide [A] [D] [A] She passed by here lonely in the cool of the day [E] [A] [B] [E] Looking for that old school so far away [E] [A] [E] Slink off so sly and never sing here again [A] [B] Take yer velvet pipes, don’t trespass here again [A] [D] [A] Take your plea of regret stuffed into several bags [E] [A] [B] [E] And yer plain, plain sadness where the houses all sag [Break E A E B A E] [E] [A] [E] Giggle and bleed throw out yer loons [A] [B] This lonely town’s like a stone on the moon [A] [D] [A] Sit by the lamp and wait for the new years [E] [A] [B] [E] It’s a trick of the chalk, it’s all milk and tears. [A] [D] [A] Sit by the lamp and wait for the new years [E] [A] [B] [A] [E] It’s a trick of the chalk, it’s all milk and tears.