Casimir Pulaski Day Sufjan Stevens
Capo on 1st fret
[D]Goldenrod and the [C]4h stone,
the [Am]things I brought you [G]
when I found o[D]ut you had cancer of the bone.[C] [Am] [G]
[D]Your father cried[C] on the telephone,
and he [Am]drove his car in[G]to the navy yard,
just to prove tha[D]t he was sorr[C]y.[Am] [G]
In the [D]morning, through the [C]window shade,
when the l[Am]ight pressed up against y[G]our shoulderblade,
I could see[D] what you were rea[C]di[Am]ng.[G]
All the [D]glory that the [C]Lord has made,
and the [Am]complications you could d[G]o without,
when I kissed yo[D]u on the mouth.[C] [Am] [G]
[D]Tuesday night at the [C]Bible study,
we [Am]lift our hands and p[G]ray over your body,
but nothing eve[D]r happens.[C] [Am] [G]
[D]I remember at [C]Michael's house,
in the l[Am]iving room when you k[G]issed my neck,
and I almost [D]touched your blou[C]se[Am].[G]
In the [D]morning at the [C]top of the stairs,
when your [Am]father found out what we d[G]id that night,
and you tol[D]d me you were s[C]ca[Am]red[G].
All the [D]glory when you [C]ran outside,
with your [Am]shirt tucked in and your [G]shoes untied,
and you told m[D]e not to follow [C]yo[Am]u.[G]
[D] [/] [C] [/] [Am] [/] [G] [/] [D] [/] [C] [/] [Am] [/] [G]
[D]Sunday night when I [C]cleaned the house,
I [Am]find the card where you w[G]rote it out,
with the pic[D]tures of your moth[C]er[Am].[G]
[D]On the floor at the [C]great divide,
With my [Am]shirt tucked in and my s[G]hoes untied,
I am crying in[D] the bathroom.[C] [Am] [G]
In the [D]morning when you [C]finally go,
and the [Am]nurse runs in with her [G]head hung low,
and the cardinal hit[D]s the windo[C]w.[Am] [G]
In the [D]morning in the [C]winter shade,
on the[Am] first of March on the h[G]oliday,
I thought I[D] saw you breat[C]hi[Am]ng.[G]
All the [D]glory that the [C]Lord has made,
and the[Am] complications when I se[G]e His face,
in the morni[D]ng in the window[C].[Am] [G]
All the [D]glory when he [C]took our place,
but he [Am]took my shoulders and he sh[G]ook my face,
and he takes, and[D] he takes, and h[C]e [Am]tak[G]es.
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