Tori Amos - Northern Lad

^AHad a Northern lad ^BmWell not exactly had ^DHe moved like the sunset ^EGod who painted that- ^AFirst he loved my accent ^BmHow his knees could bend ^DI thought we'd be ok ^EMe and my molasses

But I ^F#mfeel ^Esomething is wrong But I ^F#mfeel ^Ethis cake just isn't done ^DDon't say that you don't

And if ^F#myou could ^Dsee me now Said if ^F#myou could ^Dsee me now Girls ^F#myou've got to know When it's ^Dtime to turn the page Whe^An you're only wet Because ^Eof the rain Bec^C#m - ^D ause Because ^Aof the ^Erain Bec^C#m - ^D ause

^AHe don't show much these days ^BmIt gets so fucking cold ^DI loved his secret places ^EBut I can't go anymore ^A"You change like sugar cane" ^BmSays my northern lad ^DI guess you go too far ^EWhen pianos try to be guitars

I ^F#mfeel the ^Ewest in you And I ^F#mfeel it ^Efalling apart too ^DDon't say that you don't

And if ^F#myou could ^Dsee me now Said if ^F#myou could ^Dsee me now Girls ^F#myou've got to know When it's ^Dtime to turn the page Whe^An you're only wet Because ^Eof the rain Bec^C#m - ^D ause Because ^Aof the ^Erain Bec^C#m - ^D ause