Creepy Doll Jonathan Coulton
VERSE 1
[Am]In a town in the w[E]oods at the top of a
H[C]ill there's a house where n[D]o one lives
[F]So you take a big b[C]ag of you big city m[D]oney there and b[E]uy it
[Am]Then at night when the h[E]ouse dark
And you're [C]all alone there's a n[D]oise upstairs
[F]At the top of the st[C]airs there's a door so you t[D]ake a deep breath and tr[E]y it
And the fl[F]ashlight shows you s[C]omething moving j[Dm]ust inside the d[Am]oor
There's a t[F]attered dress and a f[C]eeling that you've f[D]elt somewhere b[E]efore
CHORUS
[Am]And there's a creepy doll [F] that always follows you
[G]It's got a ruined eye that's [F#]alw[G]ays [G#]op-[A]en
[Am]And there's a creepy doll [F] that always follows you
[G]It's got a pretty mouth to sw[F#]all[G]ow y[G#]ou wh[A]ole
VERSE 2
[Am]So you scream and you cl[E]ose the door
And you t[C]ell yourself it was j[D]ust a dream
[F]In the morning you h[C]ead into town cause you w[D]ant to go [E]antiquing
[Am]In the store there's a str[E]ange old man
With a w[C]andering eye and a w[D]ithered hand
[F]When he hands you the [C]old wooden box you can h[D]ear his old bones cr[E]eaking
And you kn[F]ow what you will f[C]ind inside the m[Dm]oment that you s[Am]ee
That s[F]omeone carved your n[C]ame into the t[Dm]arnished silver k[E]ey
(CHORUS)
BRIDGE
And wh[F]en you come home l[C]ate the doll is w[Dm]aiting there for y[Am]ou
And wh[F]en you fix a sn[C]ack the doll says [Dm]it would like one t[Am]oo
The d[F]oll is in your h[G]ouse and in your r[F]oom and in your b[G]ed
The d[F]oll is in your [G]eyes and in your [F]arms and in your h[G]ead
And you are cr[C]azy[F] [D7] [F]
VERSE 3
[Am]Now it's late and you h[E]ead downstairs
Cause you j[C]ust can't sleep so you m[D]ake some tea
[F]And the doll disappr[C]ovingly asks if you r[D]eally need that much h[E]oney
[Am]You decide that you've h[E]ad enough
So you l[C]ock the doll in the w[D]ooden box
[F]You put the box in the f[C]ireplace next to your b[D]ag of big city m[E]oney
As the sm[F]oke fills up your t[C]iny room there's n[Dm]othing you can d[Am]o
It's f[F]ar too late, you s[C]ee, the one ins[Dm]ide the box is y[E]ou
(CHORUS)
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