[Intro: solo fingerpicked acoustic guitar, open tuning, 8 bars, no drums] [Drums Crash In] [Verse 1] Morning finds her at the window Counting out the hours like a rosary There's a fire underneath the floorboards And there's nothing on the surface you can see [Pre-Chorus] And they tell her it's her nerves And they send her home again [Chorus] She follows me to the country Golden in the morning air She follows me to the country Carrying what nobody sees her carry And she never lets it show [Verse 2] She has curls the colour of the harvest And a smile she keeps in perfect working order There's a room in her that no one's ever entered For the want of asking after [Pre-Chorus] And they write her down as nothing And the file goes in the drawer [Chorus] She follows me to the country Golden in the morning air She follows me to the country Carrying what nobody sees her carry And she never lets it show [Bridge] If the body is a country Then hers has been under siege And the men who drew the borders Never learned to read [Full Band: strings stab the riff, drums heavy] [Recorder Solo: recorder over pounding drums, no strings] [Final Chorus] She follows me to the country Golden in the morning air She follows me to the country And she holds the whole thing steady on her shoulders And she never lets it fall [Outro: acoustic guitar and recorder, drums drop out, bowed bass fading]
