Yardsale Chords & Lyrics by The Avett Brothers
Yardsale
guitar chords lyrics
By Colter James Neeley
Huntsville, AL
Capo on the 1st fret
C F
I wonder if this blade ran through someone's side
Dm FaddG
The blood wiped away to hide
F FaddG F FaddG F
How evil you grandfather was 'fore he died
C F C
But war can make monsters out of us all
Dm FaddG F
I'm sure I'd become one if I was called
C Dm G
And then it would be my blade
Fmaj7 C
Here at this yardsale
The guitar I am holding is way out of tune
The neck it is warped and the saddle is through
I wonder if sweet music ever was played
From the hands of a boy to a girl in the shade
From this rickety ghost of a song
Here at this yardsale
A dollar for anything here on this quilt
A price tag for hands from which all things are built
A blanket of voices speak pleasure in shame
Flowers of plastic and fruit of the same
A basket of nothing at all
Here at this yardsale
So if I had the money I'd buy everything
And cover the whole lot with good gasoline
And burn it for all that I care for the past
And rid mother earth of what never should last
And give her the present of ash
Made of a yardsale
