Rock Salt and Nails
G
G C/g G C/g G
On the banks of the river where the willows hang down
Em G C/g G
And the wild birds all warble with a low moaning sound
Em G C/g G
Down in the hollow where the water runs cold
C /b /a G C/g G
It was there I first listened to the lies that you told
Now I lie on my bed and I see your sweet face The past I remember time cannot erase
