Everything's Turning To White
Capo on 5th fret
6/8
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1.Late on a Friday my husband went up to the mountains with three
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friends They took provisions and bottles of bourbon to
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last them all through the weekend One hundred miles they drove
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just to fish in a stream There's so much water so close_____ to home
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When he holds me now I'm pre-tending I feel like I'm frozen in-
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side And behind my eyes my daily disguise everything's turning to white
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white
2.When they arrived it was cold and dark, they set up their camp quickly
Warmed up with whisky they walked to the river, where the water flowed past darkly
In the moonlight they saw the body of a girl floating face down
There's so much water, so close to home
3.It was too hard to tell how long she'd been dead, the river was that close to
freezing
But one thing for sure, the girl hadn't died very well, to judge from the bruising
They stood there above all thinking the same thoughts at the same time
There's so much water, so close to home
4.They shifted her downstream from their fishing, between two rocks they gently
wedged her
After all they'd come so far, it was late, and the girl would keep, she was going
nowhere
They stayed up there fishing for two days, on the Sunday they reported it when they
came back down
There's so much water, so close to home
5.The newspapers said that the girl had been strangled to death, and also molested
On the day of the funeral the radio reported that a young man had been arrested
I went to the service a stranger, I drove past the lake out of town
There's so much water, so close to home
When he holds me now I'm pretending, nothing is working inside
And behind my eyes, my daily disguise
Everything's turning to white
Paul Kelly Guitar