Mistakes are possible, suggestions are welcome! Cm Bb Gm Ab x3 (powerchord) Cm Bb Gm Gm (powerchord) Cm Bb Bitter branches Cm Bb spreading out. Cm Bb There's none more bitter Cm Bb than the wood. Gm Ab Into the wide world, Gm Ab it grows, Cm Bb twisting under Cm Bb soldier's feet, Cm Bb standing in line Cm Bb and the damp earth underneath. Gm Ab Holding up their rifles Gm Ab high, Gm Ab holding their young wives Gm Ab who wave goodbye. Bb Cm x2 (powerchord) Ab Cm (powerchord) Gm Gm (powerchord) Cm Bb Hold up the clear glass Cm Bb to look and see Cm Bb soldiers standing Cm Bb and the roots twist underneath. Gm Ab Their young wives with white hands Gm Ab wave goodbye. Gm Ab Their arms as bitter branches Gm Ab spreading into the world. Cm Bb Wave goodbye, Gm Ab Wave goodbye.