Ma^Gde of cl^Day
Shoot me down ^{G Bm}
I^G’ll ricochet t^Do the ^Ggro^Dund
Words of paint^{G D}
Draw me out ^{G Bm}
And fill me ^Gin with your m^Douth ^G
And ^Bmho---^Gold your ton^Dgue
And I kno^Gw it’s ^Bmover be^Gfore it’s be^Dgun ^{G D}

I lost my way ^{G D}
So help me out ^{G Bm}
And lend your ^Ghand ‘til I am f^Dound ^{G D}
My voice is mute ^{G D}
Not to be heard ^G
So it’s ^Bmup to you
For ^Gyou to bring those ^Dwords ^G

^DI......^Em7I...^GI
And ^BmI.....^DI..^GI
Have come undo^Cne
^BmFor the ^Alast ^Dtime

This grief you give ^{G D}
It takes it’s toll ^G
It ^Bmdries my heart and ^Gdrowns my so-o^Dul ^{G D}
I am a tree ^{G D}
Whose branch you broke ^G
The ^Bmbrittle wood has ^Gturned ston^Des, oh ^G

^DI......^Em7I...^GI
And ^BmI.....^DI..^GI
Have come undo^Cne
^BmFor the ^Alast ^Dtime ^C
BmFor the ^Alast ^Dtime ^C
BmFor the ^Alast ^Dtime

^DI......^Em7I...^GI
And ^BmI.....^DI..^GI
Have come undo^Cne
^BmFor the ^Alast ^Dtime ^C
BmFor the ^Alast ^Dtime ^C
BmFor the ^Alast ^Dtime ^C