Chords
Rock Salt And Nails

Key: G

Introduction:

difficulty
very easy |||||
           G                                                 C                                           G 
On the banks of the river where the willow hang down
                                                   Em           C                                 G 
Where the wild birds all warble with a low moaning sound
                         Em         C                                       G 
Down in the hollow where the water runs cold
                                           F               C                                       G 
It was there I first listened to the lies that you told
                                         C                                       G 
Now I lie on my bed and I see your sweet face
                               Em             C                     G 
And the past I remember time cannot erase
                               Em             C                                 G 
The letter you wrote me it was written in shame
                                           F                   C                           G 
And I know that your conscience still echos my name
 G                                                           C                               G 
Now the nights are so lonely     lord sorrow runs deep
                       Em                 C                             G 
Nothing is worse than a night without sleep
                       Em       C                           G 
I walk out alone and look at the sky
                           F       C                               G 
Too empty to sing too loneseome to cry
                                                                     C                                     G 
Now if the ladies were blackbirds if the ladies were thrushes
                                     Em       C                                   G 
I'd lie there for hours in the chilly cold marshes
                                         Em               C                                       G 
If the ladies were squirrels   with them high bushy tails
                                 F             C                                 G 
I'd fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
                                 F             C                                 G 
I'd fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
 From Buddy & Julie Miller