The Spinsters Almanac Chords

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The Spinster's Almanac by Christine Fellows (www.christinefellows.com)
Chords by Farlen

Em    D     G     C
Em    D     G     C     D

C            D             G 
You're never far away from me
               F                   C       D          G     G/F 
I've had this lock of your hair now for a half a century or more
   Em           C               D            G 
I keep it in a matchbox in the pocket of my coat
C       D          G    F       
Saturdays I go to town just to make them laugh
C             D               G G/F    Em 
I learned to drive when I was 65 years old
          C              D                G
And I sit poker-straight behind the wheel

  Em     D          G             C             
Mother died of influenza when we kids were small
  Em     D          G                   C                  D
Father never smiled again and seemed to shrink with every passing year

  Em       D               G               C
Everybody sigh and put your hands on your hips
  Em                 D               G 
But when I get those old songs in my head
                C                D
I can’t keep my fingers off the keys

Em    D     G     C
Em    D     G     C     D

C          D               G            F      
Through my research I have found all it takes to keep the chickens 
C       D          G    G/F      Em                   C             D     G
Laying eggs is opera or Gershwin played at low volumes on dad's old radio
C        D             G     F  
One concession for the hens destined for slaughter:
C           D             G       G/F       Em
I read them poetry, they like the Yeats the best
             C        D       G
And frankly, so do I

Em           D               G             C
Who wouldn’t like to wake up on the Isle of Innisfree
Em                 D                  G        C        D 
To muck about that bee-loud glade like he?
Em        D                G             C 
Everybody sigh and put your hands on your hips
        Em             D            G            C               D
What's good enough for chickens is plenty good enough for you and me

Em    D     G     C
Em    D     G     C     D

C            D             G 
You're never far away from me
               F                   C       D          G     G/F 
I've had this lock of your hair now for a half a century or more
   Em           C               D            G 
I keep it in a matchbox in the pocket of my coat

Farlen takes credit for the tabbing of the chords but not the lyrics.