Intro:
Dm F C F
Bb F Bb
Dm F C F
Pour the petrol can, around this caravan.
Bb F Bb
And watch the flames take all you own.
Dm F C F
There's a girl who understands, by the back of her two hands.
Bb F Bb
She's all you need to know.
C F C Bb
'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find.
C F C Bb
There's braille for the deaf and signposts for the blind.
C F C Bb
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind.
Interlude -whistling-:
Dm F C F Bb F Bb
Dm F C F
And you follow the blackbird home, through the early winter snow.
Bb F Bb
Your footprints track you through the grass.
Dm F C F
And you ache just to smell her clothes, and her cooking down on the stove.
Bb F Bb
You see her face in everyone you pass.
C F C Bb
'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find.
C F C Bb
There's braille for the deaf and signposts for the blind.
C F C Bb
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind.
C F C Bb
And you walk down to her window.
C F C Bb
And press your face against the glass.
C F C Bb
Only to find that she is happy in his arms.
Interlude -whistling-:
Dm F C F Bb F Bb
C F C Bb
'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find.
C F C Bb
There's braille for the deaf and signposts for the blind.
C F C Bb
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind.
