C                                                        F
She walked into the kitchen where most mornings would begin
        C                                                        Am
Put her hands down on the counter, streched her fingers long and thin
         C                                              F
Drug her eyes across the wall to where he hung his mandolin
        C                                    Am
And she whispered out the count like she was whispering it to him


[Chorus]

         C  F  Am  G            C  F  Am  G  
Mourning song,         mourning song
         F            C          G               Am
You were always on my mind, even though I am now gone
  F                     C                   G                  C
I taught you these four chords so you could sing your mounring song


[Verse 2]

C                                                      F
He was not much of a singer, there was shrapnel in his sound
       C                                                   Am
Always ready with a zinger that could burn the whole place down
    C                                          F
The love was undefineable, no beginning and no end
        C                         Am
Like so many ancient secrets ever blowing in the wind


[Chorus]

         C  F  Am  G            C  F  Am  G  
Mourning song,         mourning song
         F            C          G               Am
You were always on my mind, even though I am now gone
  F                     C                   G                  C
I taught you these four chords so you could sing your mounring song


[Bridge]

F         C   G         F         C  G
The walls tumbling, the gates are opening
F      C        G           Am     G        C
Sorrow will not window, no, sorrow will not win


[Verse 3]

C                                                      F
From the morning through the evening of each and every day
C                                               Am
Wildness to wisom, from the gold on through the grey 
         C                                                     F
From the songs of newborn babies to those who failed along the way
       C                                                       Am
I have loved you and I will find you, now please sing me on my way


[Chorus/Outro]

                   C  F  Am  G           C  F  Am  G
With your mourning song,        mourning song
       F         C            G               Am
Pardon me if I’m sentimental, you were always strong
   F              C             G                  C
So wake up little bird come and sing your mourning song