The clock on the mantel Chiming the hours Must be the loneliest sound She washes her dishes and waters her flowers And afterwards has to sit down. But nobody ever comes by anymore Nobody ever calls Most days she sits and just stares At the windows and walls Windows and walls. Sure it's not perfect,but I hope it gets you up and running. Now all that she's left Are these memories and windows and walls Windows and walls day after day Windows and walls. Sometimes she still can Remember a child Playing with china dolls. Up every morning Long before day Cooking her breakfast alone She quietly dresses And pulls up the shades And sits in the chair by The phone. .
Maybe she'll go to the Corner today And pick up the new McCalls If just to escape for an hour From her windows and walls Windows and walls. {D}Up every morning {F Aug7}Long before day {D}Cooking her breakfast {G}alone {D}She quietly dresses {F Aug7}And pulls up the shades {D}And sits in the chair by the {G} phone. {D} Children all married Husband's passed on Nothing but time on her hands Most of her mornings Are spent in her dreams Or making her sad little plans. The clock on the mantel Chiming the hours Must be the loneliest sound She washes her dishes And waters her flowers And afterwards has to sit down. Up every morning Long before day Cooking her breakfast alone She quietly dresses And pulls up the shades And sits in the chair by the phone.
Sometimes she still can remember a child Playing with china dolls. Now all that she's left Are these memories and windows and walls Windows and walls day after day Windows and walls. Up every morning long before day Cooking her breakfast alone She quietly dresses and pulls up the shade And sits in the chair by the phone But nobody ever comes by anymore Nobody ever calls Most days she sits and just stares At the windows and walls Windows and walls Children all married, husband's passed on Nothing but time on her hand Most of her mornings are spent in her dreams Or making her sad little plans Maybe she'll go to the corner today And pick up the new McCall's If just to escape for an hour from her windows and walls Windows and walls, windows and walls The clock on the mantel chiming the hours Must be the loneliest sound She washes her dishes and waters her flowers And afterwards has to sit down Sometimes she still can remember a child Playing with china dolls Now all that she's left Are these memories and windows and walls Windows and walls Windows and walls Windows and walls day after day. {Fdim}But nobody ever comes by {D}anymore {Fdim}Nobody ever {D}calls {Fdim}Most days she sits and just {D}stares At the {A}windows and {Bm}walls Windows and walls. The clock on the mantel Chiming the hours Must be the loneliest sound She washes her dishes and waters her flowers And afterwards has to sit down.
Children all married Husband's passed on Nothing but time on her hands Most of her mornings Are spent in her dreams Or making her sad little plans. Maybe she'll go to the corner today And pick up the new McCalls If just to escape for an hour From her windows and walls Windows and walls. Maybe she'll go to the corner today And pick up the new McCalls If just to escape for an hour From her windows and walls Windows and walls. Children all married Husband's passed on Nothing but time on her hands Most of her mornings Are spent in her dreams Or making her sad little plans. Up morning long day Cooking her alone She dresses And up the shade And sits in the by the phone But ever by anymore Nobody ever calls Most days she sits and just stares At the and walls Windows and walls Children all married Husband's on Nothing but time on her hands Most of her mornings Are in her dreams Or her sad plans Maybe she'll go to the today And pick up the new McCall's If just to for an hour From her and walls Windows and walls Windows and walls The on the mantel Chiming the hours Must be the sound She her dishes And her flowers And has to sit down Sometimes she still Can a child Playing with dolls Now all that she's left Are memories And and walls Windows and walls Windows and walls Windows and walls.
Sometimes she still can remember a child Playing with china dolls. Now all that she's left Are these memories and Windows and walls Windows and walls Day after day Windows and walls. But nobody ever comes By anymore Nobody ever calls Most days she sits and Just stares At the windows and walls Windows and walls. . . . .
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