Rock Salt and Nails

Intro:
C F C

Verse:
 
On the banks of the Criver Fwhere the willows hang Cdown
And wild birds all Amwarble Fwith a low moaning Csound
Way down in the Amhollow Fwhere the water runs Ccold
That's where I first Flistened to the lies that you Ctold

Verse:
Now I lie on my Cbed Fand I see your sweet Cface
The past I reAmmember time Fcannot Cerase
The letter you Amwrote me Fit was written in Cshame
And I know that your Fconscience still echo's my Cname

Verse:
CNow the nights are so Clong, Fand sorrow runs Cdeep
And nothing is Amworse Fthan a night without Csleep
I'll walk out Amalone, FI look at the Csky
Too empty to Fsing, too lonesome to Ccry

Verse:
So if you ladies were Cblackbirds, Fif you ladies were Cthrushes
I'd lie there for Amhours in the Fcold chilly Cmarshes
If you ladies were Amsquirrel's Fwith high bushy Ctails
I'd fill up my Fshotgun with rock salt and Cnails