[Intro] Dm A Bb A Dm The old trunk in the attic A Where grandmother?s broken heart was tossed Bb In a box with a ballet shoe A And dead soldier?s cross Dm The old trunk in the attic A With the candlesticks your great uncle saved Bb From the girl in the market A Whose mother he once paid to go away
Dm The old trunk in the attic A With a dress for a child but hardly worn Bb Stained in a memory A And tears for a name you'll never learn Dm The old trunk in the attic A Where your grandfather?s glass eye lays to rest Bb Your sweet aunt?s nostalgia Dm A Dm A Dm And Annabella?s formula for raising up the dead Dm A Dm A Dm Annabella?s formula for raising up the dead Dm A Dm A Dm Clever mother Annabella with her clever head Dm A Dm A Dm