March

 B               B/Bb
Norwegian coffee, meltin' mud,
            G#m                          (G#7)
and then a winter that just lingers on,
           C#m7
I'm wonderin' when enough is enough,
                                     F#      (F#7)
slippin' heating packets underneath your cuffs,

        B                       B/Bb
And the time keeps plowin' on, it's a mart,
          G#m                      (G#7)
and by 5 o clock it's already dark,
        C#m7
I'm seein' you see everyone but me,
                               F#       (F#7)
watchin' you get drunk, makes me wanna be.

[Chorus]

 E/B                  B
Honey, be my little sun,
 E/B                  B
when we ain't gettin' none,
 F#
And cup your hands round a match,
  G#m                     B
and fasten up your last
  C#m7
jacket latch.
 G#m7        C#m7
Stand and sway with me,
                                  B
in the dark, cold loneliness, Marie.

[Verse 2]

      B             B/Bb
A familiar death is markin' miles,
          G#m                                (G#7)
and there's a fleeting sense of restoration.
          C#m7
The ice and snow left bruises on your knees,
                                             F#         (F#7)
and the heater's blowin', but it don't blow with ease,


      B                B/Bb
The months wont move, we are stuck,
          G#m                                (G#7)
in the rollin' quiet of this little truck.
            C#m7
White sand bags are weighin' down the back,
                                           F#             (F#7)
where the skeletons at Christmas, still lay in plastic sacks.

[Chorus 2]

 E/B                  B
Honey, be my little sun,
 E/B                  B
when we ain't gettin' none,
 F#
And cup your hands round a match,
  G#m                     B
and fasten up your last
  C#m7
jacket latch.
 G#m7        C#m7
Stand and sway with me,
                                  B
in the dark, cold loneliness, Marie.

[Chorus 3]

 E/B                  B
Honey, be my little sun,
 E/B                  B
when we ain't gettin' none,
 F#
And cup your hands round a match,
  G#m                     B
and fasten up your last
  C#m7
jacket latch.
 G#m7        C#m7
Stand and sway with me,
                                  B
in the dark, cold loneliness, Marie.