The Trumpet Vine Kate Wolf
THE TRUMPET VINE[A] GREW IN THE KITCHEN WINDOW[D]
AND [E]BLOOMED BRIGHT ORANGE ON THE [A]WALL
[A]YOU SAT IN THE MORNING LIGHT, [D]HOLDING A GUITAR
AS THE [E]FIRST SUMMER RAIN BEGAN TO [A]FALL
[D]AND LIKE THE GENTLE RAINDROPS YOUR [A]WORDS FELL IN THE AIR
[D]MAKING THINGS SO CLEAR AS WE [A]QUIETLY SAT [E]THERE
IT [A]REMINDED ME OF OTHER TIMES [Bm]YOU HAD COME BEFORE
AND [E7]BROUGHT A SONG OR JUST WALKED IN THROUGH THE KITCHEN [A]DOOR
[A]NOW IT SEEMS THE TRUEST WORDS I EVER [D]HEARD FROM YOU
[E]WERE SAID AT KITCHEN TABLES WE HAVE [A]KNOWN
[A]'CAUSE SOMEHOW IN THAT WARM ROOM, WITH [D]COFFEE ON THE STOVE
OUR [E]HEARTS WERE REALLY MOST AT [A]HOME
[D]SITTING AT A TABLE LOOKING HARD AT [A]YOU
[D]CATCHING UP ON STORIES OF THE [A]THINGS WE'D TRIED TO [E]DO
[A]IT SEEMS WE REALLY SAID THE MOST WHEN WE [Bm]DIDN'T TALK AT ALL
[E7]LET THE SONGS SPEAK FOR US LIKE THE SUNLIGHT ON THE [A]WALL.
[A]NOW AS WE COME AND GO, IN [D]SUNSHINE AND IN RAIN
[E]SOME YEARS ARE SEEN MORE CLEARLY THAN THE [A]REST
[A]AND IF IT WEREN'T FOR KITCHEN SONGS AND [D]MORNINGS SPENT WITH FRIENDS
[E]WE ALL MIGHT LOSE THE THINGS WE LOVE THE [A]BEST
[D]I CAN SEE YOU SITTING THERE [A]BENEATH THE TRUMPET VINE
[D]THE SUNLIGHT THROUGH THE WINDOW IN THE [A]KITCHEN IN MY [E]MIND.
[A]YOU CAME WHEN YOU WERE NEEDED, I [Bm]COULD NOT ASK FOR MORE
THAN TO T[E7]URN TO FIND YOU WALKING THROUGH THE KITCHEN [D]DOOR.
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