Intro: EmEmCEmfollow you down to the red oak treeGAmEmas the air moves thick through the hollow reedsAmCEmwill you wait for me there until someone comesAmEmto carry me, carry me downEmCEmsee i have not i have not grown coldGAmEmi have stole from men who have stole from thoseAmCEmwith their arms so thin and their skin so oldAmEmbut you are young, you are young, you are youngBmCGthen somebody laughs like it’s all just for hellBmCGas though we could not be saved from the depth of the wellAmCEmbut the cloth that i make is a cloth you can sellCDto pay for the gossamer seedEmCEmnames get carved in the red oak treeGAmEmof the ones who stay and the ones who leaveAmCEmi will wait for you there with these cindered bonesAmDEmso follow me follow me downAmDEmfollow me follow me downAmDEmfollow me follow me downAmDEmfollow me follow me down