Girl With The Feather chords by Gregory Alan Isakov

C                        F
Well I ain't got a dollar and I ain't got a dime


         C                        G
But this fire in my chest, that's mine, all mine


       Am                 F
Try to take it away, in my skin it should stay


        C             G              Am    F   C   G   C
For the girl with the feather in her hair

       C                      F
Well I ain't got a poem and I ain't got a prayer


    C                   G
Got nothing to say so I just smoke and stare


    Am                   F
The sun it'll boil on my skin as I stand


        C             G           Am   F
For the girl with the poem in her hand


        C             G           C
For the girl with the poem in her hand




G                       F                         C
Play me a tune, let the music just croon from the window


G             Am
Don't turn it down


        G                         F
Let the fleas and the flies crawl over us now


         C           G        Am
As we watch while it all goes down


          G
See those clouds turning red


           F             G           C
That's the girl with the fire in her hair



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Am F C G
Am F C G C



      C                     F
Now I never had seen such a beautiful scene


          C                        G
She can't haul the jewels that she found on the beach


     Am                    F
So I watch from afar as my eyes turn to stone


      C                G         Am    F
And I watched her just lying all alone


    C             G               C
The girl with the diamonds in her bow




      C                       F
And I long for an end, born a mule and all (?)


        C                      G
But you know what they say, we all die alone


      Am                     F
In my heart she's going everywhere that I go


C          G           Am    F
Down in my grave she's there


    C             G              C
The girl with the feather in her hair




G                       F                         C
Play me a tune, let the music just croon from the window


G             Am
Don't turn it down


        G                         F
Let the fleas and the flies crawl over us now


         C           G        Am
As we watch while it all goes down


          G
See those clouds turning red


           F             G           C
That's the girl with the fire in her hair