5 3 5 6 3 3 5 5 4 3 1
Is it ro-man-tic how all my el-e-gies

5 4 3 1
eu-lo-gize me?

5 3 5 6 3 3 5 5 4 3 1
I’m not cut out for all these cyn-i-cal clones,

1 5 4 3 1 2
these hun-ters with cell phones.

(75) 7 7 7 (3’57) 7 7 7 7 6 (641) 5 5
Take me to the lakes where all the po-ets went to die.

3′ 1′ 1′ (1’63)   1′ 2′ 1′ 2′ 1′ 2′ 1′ 2′ (3’57)
I don’t be-long, and my be-lov-ed, nei-ther do you.

7 (75) 7 7 (3’57) 7 7 7 7 6 (641) 5 5
Those Win-der-mere peaks look like a per-fect place to cry.

3′ 1′ 1′ (2’75)   2′ 2′ 1′ 2′ 2′ (3’57)
I’m set-ting off, but not with-out my muse.

5 3 5 6 3 3 5 5 4 3 1
What should be o-ver bur-rowed un-der my skin

1 5 4 3 1 2 3
in heart-stop-ping waves of hurt.

5 3 5 6 3 3 5 5 4 3 1
I’ve come too far to watch some name-drop-ping sleaze

1 1 5 4 3 1 2
tell me what are my words worth.

(75) 7 7 7 (3’57) 7 7 7 7 6 (641) 5 5
Take me to the lakes where all the po-ets went to die.

3′ 1′ 1′ (1’63)   1′ 2′ 1′ 2′ 1′ 2′ 1′ 2′ (3’57)
I don’t be-long, and my be-lov-ed, nei-ther do you.

7 (75) 7 7 (3’57) 7 7 7 7 6 (641) 5 5
Those Win-der-mere peaks look like a per-fect place to cry.

3′ 1′ 1′ (2’75)   2′ 2′ 1′ 2′ 2′ (3’57)
I’m set-ting off, but not with-out my muse.

3′ 2′ 1′ 7 1′ 7 (1’35) 7
I want au-ro-ras and sad prose.

3′ 2′ 1′ 7 6 5 5 4 3 2 1 2 1 2′ 1′
I want to watch wis-ter-i-a grow right o-ver my bare feet

5 5 6 5 2′ 2′ 3′ 6
’cause I have-n’t moved in years.

5 5 5 5 5 (31)
And I want you right here.

5 3 5 6 3      3 5 5 4 3 1
A red rose grew up out of ice fro-zen ground

1 5 4 3 1 1 2 3
with no one a-round to tweet it.

5 5 3 5 6 3 3
While I bathe in cliff-side pools

1 4 5 5 4 3 1
with my ca-lam-i-tous love

1 1 1 5 4 3 1
and in-sur-mount-a-ble grief.

(75) 7 7 7 (3’57) 7 7 7 7 6 (641) 5 5
Take me to the lakes where all the po-ets went to die.

3′ 1′ 1′ (1’63)   1′ 2′ 1′ 2′ 1′ 2′ 1′ 2′ (3’57)
I don’t be-long, and my be-lov-ed, nei-ther do you.

7 (75) 7 7 (3’57) 7 7 7 7 6 (641) 5 5
Those Win-der-mere peaks look like a per-fect place to cry.

3′ 1′ 1′ (2’75)   2′ 2′ 1′ 2′ 2′ (3’57)
I’m set-ting off, but not with-out my muse.

2′ 2′ 1′ 2′ (3’13)
No, not with-out you.

• Artist: Taylor Swift
• Mood: Sad
• Kalimba Brand: Chill Angels

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How To Read The Tabs

SOLFEGE	DO	RE	MI	FA	SO	LA	TI
Letter Notes	C	D	E	F	G	A	B
Number Notes	1	2	3	4	5	6	7

-A dot above a musical note (ex: 1° 2°°) raises it to a higher octave.
-Notes inside a parentheses (ex: (135) ) are played together (slide/glissando)
-The tabs/notes posted on this site are designed to be played on kalimba, but you can also play it on other instruments like: piano ,flute, recorder, ocarina , glockenspiel, clarinet, xylophone, otamatone, and etc. Simply use our online kalimba tab converter to convert the tabs/notes to SOLFEGE (do re mi) or letter notation (C D E).