Little Frogs chords by Sarah Harmer

• Capo on 2nd
• Difficulty: Beginner

Key: A

♫ Verse 1:
     A*                              D*                   A*
Pink fingerlings and Yukon Golds dug up and drying on the floor
A*                                E*
little frogs on the front lawn
I didn’t kill in the mower.
A*                          D*
Phoebe back to build again above the basement door
A*                             E*              A           A
dry owl wings and other things I'm wildly grateful for.

♫ Verse 2:
   A                                 D**                 A**
September sun and weekday fun, being up when cars aren’t cruising.
A                                      E
Morning mist that slowly lifts and the daylight that we’re losing.
               A                                       D
'Cause there’s more time with the stars that way
I’ll hang on conversations
  A                         E**                 A**
between the Queen of Ethiopia and some of her relations.

♫ Chorus:
Bm                 A**       E**
  All that I love
rain at night
Bm                         A**      E**
  shadows that fall in the backyard moonlight.
Bm                    A**          E**
  Whatever it was, we heard in the woods
     D                 D*
that we may never see. Who doesn’t love a mystery?

♫ Interlude:
 A             | D**     A**   | A             | E             :

♫ Verse 3:
A                              D**               A**
Unexpected lunch dates with my sweetheart in the townships
A                          E
hardly even noticing these depressing surroundings.
               A                                     D
'Cause there’s more time with his eyes that way I am lost in their affections
A                                E**              A**
the warmest brown is eiderdown. It's sacred ground to rest in.

♫ Chorus:
Bm                 A**       E**
  All that I love
rain at night
Bm                         A**      E**
  shadows that fall in the backyard moonlight.
Bm                    A**          E**
  Whatever it was, we heard in the woods
     D                 D*
that we may never see. Who doesn’t love a mystery?

♫ Interlude:
 Bm            | A**     E**   | Bm            | A**     E**   :
 Bm            | A**     E**   | D             | D             :



♫ Verse 1: (Reprise)
     A*                              D*                   A*
Pink fingerlings and Yukon Golds dug up and drying on the floor
A*                                E*
little frogs on the front lawn
I didn’t kill in the mower.
A*                          D*
Phoebe back to build again above the basement door
A*                             E*              A*
dry owl wings and other things I'm wildly grateful for.