Pussywillows, Cattails

 (Gordon Lightfoot) (Em)
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses.
Rainpools in the woodland, water to my knees
shivering, quivering, the warm breath of spring
pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses.

Catbirds and cornfields, daydreams together
riding in the roadside, the dust gets in your eyes
revelling, dishevelling, the summer nights can bring
pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses.

Slanted rays and colored days, stark blue horizons
naked limbs and wheat-bins, hazy afternoons
voicing, rejoicing, the wine cups do bring
pussywillows, cat-tails, soft wind and roses.

Harsh nights and candle lights, woodfires a-blazin'
soft lips and fingertips, resting in my soul
treasuring, remembering, the promise of spring
pussywillows, cat-tails, soft wind and roses.