A G D A A G D A I got you, you've got whatever's left of me to get A G D A Our conversations are like minefields; no one's found a safe way through one yet A G D A I spend a lot of money, I buy you white gold A G D E We raise up a little roof against the cold A A D On Southwood Plantation Road A D Where at night the stars flow like milk across the sky A E Where the highwires drop A D Dm Where the fat crows fly A G D A A G D A All night long, you giggle and scream A G D A Your brown eyes deeper than a dream A G D A I am not going to lose you; we are going to stay married in this A G D E house like a Louisiana graveyard where nothing stays buried A A D On Southwood Plantation Road A D Where the dead will walk again A E Put on your Sunday best A D And go with unsuspecting Christian men Dm La la la la la A G D A