Intro:G Am C GG Am C GVerse 1:G AmWell I can't sleep with all these hand-me-downsC GBattered up chests and faded dreamsG AmEvery new life seems to spin awayC GLike sand escaping through the seamsEm CSend me a letter from OmahaAm GSaid a needle or thread could mend the tearsEmBut tonight the cotton fields, theyCSmell like calicoAm GAnd the color of your hairVerse 2:Stars stand against the lonely blueLike pin-pricks made by midnight handsThey tried to sew you a pure white dressGot tied up in the misdeeds and demandsCotton burned all brown and wastedLike an innocence fell to disrepairBut tonight the ashes, theySmell like calicoAnd the color of your hairG Am C GG Am C GVerse 3:If I could have my one and only wishI'd sew your hair all to the lining of my shirtI'd stand in the noon day clean and goldenNot the color of the dry land dirtSend me a letter from OmahaSaid a needle or thread could mend the tearsBut tonight the sugarcane, itSmells like calicoAnd the color of your hair
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