Tone: [Em]
[Em]follow you down to the [C]red oak tr[Em]tree
as the [G]air moves thick through the[Am]the hollow r[Em]reeds
will you[Am] wait for me there until[C] someone comes[Em]
to [Am]carry me, carry me[Em]me down
see [Em]i have not i have [C]not grown[Em]grown cold
i have [G]stole from men who have [Am]stole from[Em]from those
with their a[Am]arms so thin and their [C]skin so old [Em]
but you are [Am]young, you are young, you[Em]you are young
then [Bm]somebody laughs like it’s [C]all just[G]just for hell
as though we c[Bm]could not be saved from the d[C]depth of [G]the well
but the c[Am]loth that i make is a c[C]loth you can[Em] sell
to [C]pay for the gossa[D]gossamer seed
[Em]names get carved in the r[C]red oak [Em]tree
of the [G]ones who stay and the [Am]ones who l[Em]leave
i will [Am]wait for you there with these [C]cindered bones [Em]
so [Am]follow me [D]follow me [Em]down
[Am]follow me [D]follow me [Em]down
[Am]follow me [D]follow me [Em]down
[Am]follow me [D]follow me [Em]down