Intro: G 

verse 1 

He sits still, legs crossed  

At the kitchen table, only lost  
       C 
In his gin and tonic and the smell  

Of afternoon cigarettes 


verse 2 
      G 
She’s mastering the way she dances  

In between sideway glances  
C 
Words that would come in vivid colours  
                                     G 
If she let them slip off of her lips  


verse 3 

Generations handed down   

Blame the pain on times they live in 
  C 
A modern version of his father now  

Wasting all these chances life will give him 


verse 4 
    G 
But in her way she’s done one better 

Coats are made for winter weather 
C 
Neighbour kids play in the street  
                                       G       Am 
The sun sinks down below the back yard trees 


[Refrão]

                       C 
There’s a cross on the side of the road 
  G                  D              Am 
Reflecting itself in car a window 
                    C 
And where does love really go  
      G                    D  
Maybe no one knows, no one knows 
              Em 
But somewhere stuck inside  
         C 
It’s too proud to die  
            G 
The rose of Jericho 


Verse 5 

Falling into old routines 

That history deems worth repeating 
C 
Prayers that seem to say themselves 
     
Self-help books on dusty shelves 


Verse 6 
   G 
If everything is temporary  

Why should they care how it shines?  
    C 
The simple truth in looks deceiving 
                        G       Am 
Are the blessings in disguise  


[Refrão]

                       C 
There’s a picture they took long ago 
     G                        D     Am 
In a white dress and black tuxedo 
                    C 
And where does love really go  
      G                          D  
Maybe no one knows, maybe no one knows 
              Em 
But somewhere stuck inside  
         C 
It’s too proud to die  
            G         D 
The rose of Jericho 


Bridge 
                        C 
The Rose of Jericho sits on a shelf  
G                        D 
Waiting to be watered by somebody else  
                          C 
But it can’t love you without a little help  
          G                        D 
'Cause it don’t know how to love itself 


Verse 7 
G 
Moonlight reaches bedroom windows 

High above the town below  
C 
You can’t always count on rain  
                                G 
To water what you need to grow