Lake Geneva The Handsome Family
(Intro)
[E]
You are cr[E]ouched before the fire
in a s[F#m]tate park by the highway
and thr[B]ough the heavy pine trees
ten-ton tr[A]ucks go groaning [E]by
Like the scr[E]eams of your Aunt Barbara
who went c[F#m]razy in the 70's
wrote p[B]oems to Jimmy Carter
but forg[A]ot to feed her k[E]ids
But it's the f[G#]irst time you're together
since he g[A]ot out of the h[E]ospital
[G#]Raccoons in the darkness
drag o[A]ff your hotdog b[B]uns
But, you're h[E]appy just to lie there
in your p[F#m]lastic tent from Wal-Mart
like st[B]icks and fallen dead leaves
to feed the f[A]ire of the w[E]orld
[E] [F#m] [B] [A] [E]
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But wh[E]ich is more important,
to [F#m]comfort an old woman
or see v[B]isions of the heavens
in the st[A]umps of fallen tr[E]ees?
[G#]Albert Einstein trembled
when he s[A]aw that time was w[E]ater,
[G#]seeping through the rafters
to put o[A]ut this burning w[B]orld
[E] [F#m] [B] [A] [E]
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Next m[E]orning you're at Waffle House
T[F#m]oast and eggs and hash browns
Tr[B]uckers chain-smoke Camels
over pl[A]astic cups of j[E]uice
And you re[G#]member how he cried
when they str[A]apped him to the str[E]etcher,
con[G#]vinced his arms were burning
with electr[A]icity from h[E]eaven
You rem[G#]ember how he told you
that bl[A]ack holes were like J[E]esus
And the cr[G#]ucifix was a battery
that f[A]illed the air with f[E]ire
[E]
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