Artist: Kate & Anna Mcgarrigle
[VERSE 1]
The pump is all [G]froze
And the [C]horse is feet [G]up
The [C]grader has levelled the [G]mailbox a[C]way
Winter is [G]turning your [C]blues eyes to grey
[CHORUS]
But the [F]comfort re[C]mains that you [F]know in the [D]end
The [C]jukebox sounds [F]ever the [G]same
[VERSE 2]
By the snare’s mute call
The [C]old hound is [G]swayed
But there’s [C]nothing much keeping the [G]coyotes at [C]bay
Time even [G]scatters your [C]heartaches, they say
[CHORUS]
But the [F]comfort re[C]mains that you [F]know in the [D]end
The [C]jukebox sounds [F]ever the [G]same
[VERSE 3]
The clapboard is peeling
And the [C]roof has a [G]flap
The [C]scrap-man has lured the Mac[G]Cormick a[C]way
The trailer-park [G]calls you, do not de[C]lay
[CHORUS]
But the [F]comfort re[C]mains that you [F]know in the [D]end
The [C]jukebox sounds [F]ever the [G]same
[VERSE 4]
Your mate’s on the dole
And the [C]kid’s in the [G]pen
The [C]sow has just landscaped your [G]garden once [C]more
Your fortune was [G]long burned right [C]onto the bar
[CHORUS]
But the [F]comfort re[C]mains that you [F]know in the [D]end
The [E]jukebox sounds [F]ever the [G]same
[OUTRO]
[G] [C] [G] [C] [G] [C]
The pump is all [G]froze
And the [C]horse is feet [G]up
The [C]grader has levelled the [G]mailbox a[C]way
Winter is [G]turning your [C]blues eyes to grey
[CHORUS]
But the [F]comfort re[C]mains that you [F]know in the [D]end
The [C]jukebox sounds [F]ever the [G]same
[VERSE 2]
By the snare’s mute call
The [C]old hound is [G]swayed
But there’s [C]nothing much keeping the [G]coyotes at [C]bay
Time even [G]scatters your [C]heartaches, they say
[CHORUS]
But the [F]comfort re[C]mains that you [F]know in the [D]end
The [C]jukebox sounds [F]ever the [G]same
[VERSE 3]
The clapboard is peeling
And the [C]roof has a [G]flap
The [C]scrap-man has lured the Mac[G]Cormick a[C]way
The trailer-park [G]calls you, do not de[C]lay
[CHORUS]
But the [F]comfort re[C]mains that you [F]know in the [D]end
The [C]jukebox sounds [F]ever the [G]same
[VERSE 4]
Your mate’s on the dole
And the [C]kid’s in the [G]pen
The [C]sow has just landscaped your [G]garden once [C]more
Your fortune was [G]long burned right [C]onto the bar
[CHORUS]
But the [F]comfort re[C]mains that you [F]know in the [D]end
The [E]jukebox sounds [F]ever the [G]same
[OUTRO]
[G] [C] [G] [C] [G] [C]
Used chords
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