Millie Warm The Kettle

[Verso 1] Dm Am Im burning wick to fingertip with sage Dm Am From my shaky-shakin' hands Dm Dm Dm7 A7 Millie, what have you done to me N.C My friend? Dm Am Dm Dm7 A7 Oooh Ooooh Dm Am Im tossin turnin in an open grave Dm Am Coined-tongued with whatever I can save Dm Am Carrying hauntings of a brand-new age Dm Am Millie, cant you see I slide A7 Planchettes with my wake? [Refrão] Dm Am Catch me walking with the ghosts again Dm Am Must be on that double dose, depends Dm Am Dm Dm7 A7 Roman chamomile all down the throat, lift hands n.c In Michigan, the lakes all darken Dm Am Blackbirds flocking to and fro, sevens Dm Am Roots drag marsh/harsh over the floor, levelin Dm Dm Dm7 'Millie, cant you stop them? You slow no omens A7 Lik exhaling, it never nds [Verso 2] N.C Im coughing up elderberry on the stage N.C Like your sacrificial lamb N.C Millie, hypnotize pain away, I beg Dm {Am} Im whisper-hissing notes on every slate Dm {Am} That I scribe and toss into the hungry waves Dm {Am} Carrying itchings for a familiar ache Dm {Am} Millie, cant you see I made a walking stick out of my stake? [Refrão] Dm Am Catch me walking with the ghosts again Dm Am Must be on that double dose, depends Dm Am Dm Dm7 A7 Roman chamomile all down the throat, lift hands N.C In Michigan, the lakes all darken Dm Am Blackbirds flocking to and fro, sevens Dm Am Roots drag marsh/harsh over the floor, levelin Dm Dm Dm7 'Millie, cant you stop them? You slow no omens A7 Lik exhaling, it never nds [Ponte] N.C Three redwing blackbirds outside my window N.C Two fish heads at my door N.C What be this omen, Ill never know N.C Millie, warm the kettle once more N.C Three redwing blackbirds outside my window N.C Two fish heads at my door N.C One kettle bubbling atop rusted stove but Dm Dm Millie, warm the kettle once Dm Dm Millie, warm the kettle once Dm Dm Millie, could you so please be Dm Dm A kind old dearie just for me Dm And warm the kettles tea once more? [Refrão] Dm Am Catch me walking with the ghosts again Dm Am Must be on that double dose, depends Dm Am Dm Dm7 A7 Roman chamomile all down the throat, lift hands N.C In Michigan, the lakes all darken Dm Am Blackbirds flocking to and fro, sevens Dm Am Roots drag marsh/harsh over the floor, levelin Dm Dm Dm7 'Millie, cant you stop them? You slow no omens A7 Lik exhaling, it never nds