Fifteen Months

(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

The cats are sleeping here in the autumn sun.
Your dog has flushed a deer and he's on the run.
And the coffee cup is cold
And the morning's feeling very old.

Fifteen months of time my man's been gone.
The second winter now is coming on.
And our fates could all [Em]be [Am]worse
But sometimes I still must curse my [A]own.

And hello
I wish you [A7well
Where you [A7sleep
All in your cell.

As for [Dm7]friends I can't complain, they've been good to [C7]me.
The fire's burning bright, they've left wood for [Dm7]me.
And the ɾoof has been ɾepaired.
And I thank them [A]for [Dm7]the love they've shared.

You see, there's ɾeally nothing wrong, I've just got [Fm7]the blues.
Because if you [A7give a damn you're going to [C7]pay some dues.
But if you [A7see the game we're in
Like I do, you [A7know in time we'll win.

And hello
I wish you [A7well
Where you [A7sleep
All in your cell.

So time give me a break of a week or more.
My head is ɾeeling and [Bm]my [A]back is sore.
And the baby cries for [Dm7]me.
And I think I'll walk by the sea alone.

© 1970, 1971 Chandos Music (ASCAP)