C. Listen to the song for the strum pattern.
Verse
when the wine stops working and you're all run out
and all of your high hopes have all headed south
and the songs left the stable and they never came home
and there ain't no forgetting that you're out on your own
turned the scrub oaks to timber and you're left without friends
and you don't put your book down even after it ends
smoke curls up from the table in your quiet little room
and your heart's worn the handle of an old pushing broom
broken bottles shi ---- ne just like stars, make a wish anyway
just your smile lit a sixty-watt bulb in my house that was darkened for days
been thinking you probably should stay
Verse
yeah, I think that you probably should stay
Chorus (Instrumental with whistling)
and our dreams on the windowsill
see those trees turning gold in the hills