INTRO: C    F   G   C   F   G   C


If this were really spring
               F
And not just a thaw
        C               G
I'd get out my coloured pencils and I'd
             F
Set about to draw


C
Soon there would be flowers and
                    F
Soon there would be green
   C              G
My yellows and my blues to match

The greenest green I've seen


    C               
And I would draw the birdsong
                   F
Returning fine and bright
    C                 G 
I'd draw them from my memory if I
               
Lose my ear or sight


    G
And spring some down to sorrow
    C
The remnants of a grief
   F
Or maybe just the weight of time
       Fm                     G
On the structures underneath


   C            
If I can walk the dirt roads, then I
                  F
Will not fear for ice
         C                  G
Like the snow it's all gone underground
                        
Booths to pay the money price


       C                
I will draw my world at morning
              F
Coming out of night
       C                  G                  
I will draw the world the way it is, but I'll
            
Make it feel alright



If this were really spring
F
And not just a tease
      G
I'd declare our side the winner
       F             Fm  G
Me and winter on our knees


   
If this were really spring
F
And not just a tease
      G
I'd declare our side the winner
       F             Fm  G
Me and winter on our knees
       F             Fm  G
Me and winter on our knees