The Birds Of St Marks Chords

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The Birds of St. Marks by Jackson Browne

Tabbed using the version off of Solo Acoustic, Vol. 1 (the only version available, I think).

Put a capo on the first fret or tune each string down a half-step.

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C
Oh how sad they sound, the songs, the queen must sing of dying
   Am                       F              Am            G
A prisoner upon her throne of melancholy sighing
                   F          G  
If she could see her mirror now
                     F                          G
She would be free of those who bow
                        F
And scrape the ground beneath her feet

C
Silently she walks among her dying midnight roses
       Am                    F                                             G
And watches as each moment goes that never really know us
               F                          G
And so it seems she doesn't care
                F                         G
If she has dreams of no one there
                 F
Within the shadows of her room

      C                  Am
But all my frozen words agree, and say it's time to
C                       F                                        G
Call back all the birds I sent to fly behind her castle walls
             Am              G
And I'm weary of the nights I've seen
F                           C
Inside these empty halls

Interlude

C
Wooden lady turn and turn among my weary secrets
       F                                              Am              G
And wave within the hours past and other empty pockets
                    F                            G
Maybe we've found what we have lost
                      F                       G
When we've unwound so many crossed
                                 F
Entangling misunderstandings

      C                  Am
But all my frozen words agree, and say it's time to
C                       F                                        G
Call back all the birds I sent to fly behind her castle walls
             Am              G
And I'm weary of the nights I've seen
F                           C
Inside these empty halls