G
Oh sister, don't be afraid of me
I won't be nailing you down in the nursery
C
Just like the rest of them did
With those watery, wandering fingers that slipped
                         G              C G
That were supposed to be glorious and fine
G
Oh sister, won't you believe in me
I only wanted to be hard on your family
C
Here with you now in the zillionth infirmary
A mother makes frantic and drunk calls from Germany
G           C G
All of the time
G
And oh sister
Sweet brown and comely
I will be be milking with you making fun of me
C
Now that my moods are not what the used to be
there is but no one alive laying next to me
G                C G
for such a long time
G
Oh sister, sweet brown and beulahry
milk from your blisters on your grandmother's jewelry
C
there in the parlor all naked in front of me


[Verse 2]

                                                   G         C  G
Watching the lights from the cracks making archery animal designs
Em                            C
Rose Wallace Goldeline just moves her mouth over anything
G                                 D
Fleshy free and flowering with oranges out in the open
Em
But don't you waste your sins again
C
She don't need you
or won't fuck your friends
G                               D
And you, you're American, so important boiling over


[Verse 3]

Em
To prove that she must still exist
C
she moves herself about her fist
G
and never ever ever give a shit
D
about all those words you're wasting again
Em       C                    G
Some pretty bright and bubbly wondrous dream
              D
You'd like to kill and claim
And claim her as your own
Em
But don't you worry
C                       G                 D
All those dainty and dirty emotions just go away and fade out on their own
G
Sister, now that we're grieving
Our fingers will falter
Our lungs will be leaking
C
All over each other and without even speaking
We'll know that it's over and smiling or greeting
G                C G
Whatever comes next
G
And oh sister
You're getting married with some angry twister
                                 C
That you'll have to carry home drunk every evening from the cemetery
And if he makes it back half alive you can bury him
G             C  G
Under your sheets
G
And oh sister
now that we're leaving
I can not imagine there is any meaning
C
forgetting you ever could once had the feeling that made you keep on
                                  G            C  G
and pretend you were breathing of all of this world
In an age of empty rings
D                          C
I don't want to feel the thing
                      G        C  G
I don't even want to know

                       D
and Rose Wallace Goldeline
                      C
don't you ever die on me
                          G
all the way it goes and flows