Intro C Bm Gm Gm C Bm Gm Gm Verse 1 C Honey, comb your hair Bm As it catches the sun Gm I don’t need your fuss or flesh Gm Tempting as you know it is C Bm Tight are the reins, that are soaking you through Gm I don’t fear the reeds Gm More, it’s the lies you thread my needle with
Chorus Gm G7 And your calf is sold and your honey crushed Gm C You were up all night. Gm G7 And the orange tree, that you tend for me Gm C I was up all night. Verse 2 C Honey, cursed are your words Bm That are leaving your mouth Gm They used to float, those paragraphs Gm Now they fall like paving slabs C Dry cured or love sick Bm It's hard to depict Gm You’d have to cross the universe Gm To find something you’re happy with Chorus Gm G7 And your calf is sold and your honey crushed Gm C You were up all night. Gm G7 I’m a nectarine on an orange tree Gm But you tend to me C I was up all night C Bm Gm Gm
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