The Mistress Witch From Mcclure Or The Mind That Knows Itself

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Intro:
F - Bb - Dm - C
Verse 1:
F                                 Bb
And the winter moves about
Dm                                     C
Illinois, when my sister picks a fight with the Alexander
F                             Bb
Boy and my father locks the car
Dm                                       C                              Bb
by the store, still we figure out the keys and follow him once more
Chorus 1:
Bb        F                         C
Oh my God. We see it on the floor
                         G                                Bb
The woman on the bed. The ankle brace she wore
                  F                             C
Stones and sled. It could've been some other
                          G                                Bb
The mind that knows itself has a mind to say the other
                F                                 C
But we run back, scratching at the door...
C
Scratching at the door
Trumpet solo.
F - Bb - Dm - C (x2)
Verse 2:
F                       Bb
If I'm hiding in the sleeves
          Dm                             C
Of my coat when my father runs undressed
                           F
He's pointing at my throat
                           Bb
And my brother has a fit
        Dm                                 C
In the snow and the traffic stops for miles
                        Bb
We take him by the elbow
Chorus 2:
Bb       F                        C
Oh my God. Shuffling in the floor
(Oh my God. No one came)
                          G                                         Bb
The mind that knows itself is the mind that knows much more
(To ourselves. To carry us away)
               F                                 C
So we run back. Scrambling for cover
(Oh my God. No one came)
                          G                               Bb
The mind that knows itself has a mind to kill the other
(To ourselves. To carry us away)
         F                             C
Oh my God. He left us now for dead
(Oh my God)
C                        F
He left us now for dead