Intro: Am C D F (whistling, no accompaniment) Am Verse 1: Am C Here I hang from the apple tree D F Oh, take a little bite, take a bite for me Am Em The pain, it keeps me sane G Am For I am more than a taste
Am C The taste in the mouths of the starving crowds D F Oh, pulling at the leaves, pulling off to me Am Em In feet first the savage dust G Am Don’t leave me be, leave me be Chorus 1: Am Em Am Leave me be, I’m tired Em7 G7 Am I feel so damn cold Am Em Am Hold me like a child Em7 G7 Am ‘Cause I feel so damn old Em7 G7 Am I got so damn old Verse 2: Am C Here I hang for the seated ground D F To look upon my eyes, look upon my mouth Am Em And say “we were there that day G Am I saw a face, heard a sound” Am C But now I sit where they used to be D F A quiet little scene on an apple tree Am Em White rooms and balanced fruit G Am The winter glowed on her leaves Chorus 2: Am Em Am Hold me like a child Em7 G7 Am ‘Cause I feel so damn cold Am Em Am Bind me like I’m wild Em7 G7 Am ‘Cause I feel so damn old Em7 G7 Am I got so damn old Em7 G7 Am And I feel so damn old Em7 G7 Am