If I Wrote You
Words and music by Dar Williams
From End of The Summer

Transcription by:  Lisa Martin

Capo 1st fret

Intro:  Em  C  G  Em  C  G

Em      C                    Am             C
I never thought you were the letter writing type
Em       C                 Am                 C
So now I see the words you choose the way you write
Em              Bm                   C            G
So I started to write back about the trees in the snow
Em          Bm                         C                       G
And I saw a bird, couldn't say what it was but I thought you'd know
             Am         C    G
You always surprised me

CHORUS:
Em         C     G     Em     C     G     Em     C     G
And if I wrote you;  if I wrote you;  you would know me
             Em        C    G
And you would not write me again

Em           C               Am              C
And when the spring came and flooded all the streams
Em                C                 Am               C                   
It's like how you got the night you told me all your dreams
Em           Bm               C            G
And when the barn roof sagged after an icy bout
Em                Bm                         C                      G
It's like how you shrugged when you knew the truth was the only way out
Am          C            G
But not the only way, oh no

CHORUS

Em          C               Am      C
We drew our arms around the bastard sons
We never would drink to the chosen ones
Well you know the  way I left was not the way I planned
But I thought the world needed love and a steady hand
so I'm steady now 

And I'm so happy 
I had to tell you
And I love you
And you will not write me  again
You will not write  me again
You will not write me again


Transcription by: Brad Swanson <bswanson@su.edu>
Date: June 1998

Intro:
f#m, D,A
pickup to the f#m chord (only on first time of the intro) is B (2nd fret A string), C# (4th Fret A String), F# (4th Fret D String) in a pattern of two sixteenth notes then one eight note leading to the lower F# (2nd Fret E String) as the root of the f#m chord

note: the rhythm stays the same throughout the song, but the notes change to:
B (2nd fret A), C# (4th Fret A), E (2nd Fret D), and then leading to the high F# (4th Fret D) on the downbeat.

Verse:
(f#m)I never (D) thought you were the (bm) letter writing (D) type
(f#m)so now I (D) see the words you (bm) chose the way you (D) write
(f#m)so I started to (c#m) write back about the (D) trees in the (A) snow
(f#m)and I saw a (c#m) bird, couldn't see what it (D) was but I thought you'd (A) know
you always (bm)surprised (D)(A)me

Chorus:
(f#m)And if I (D)wrote (A)You
(f#m)If I (D)wrote (A)You
(f#m)You would (D)know (A) me
and you would (f#m) not write (D) me (A)again

Verse:
(f#m)And when the (D) spring came and (bm) flooded all the (D) streams
(f#m)It's like how you (D) got the night you (bm) told me all you (D) dreams
(f#m)And when the (c#m) barn roof sagged (D) after an icy (A) bout
(f#m)It's like how you (c#m) got when you knew the (D) truth was the only way (A) out
but not the (bm) only way (D)(A)

Chorus:
(f#m)And if I (D)wrote (A)You
(f#m)If I (D)wrote (A)You
(f#m)You would (D)know (A) me
and you would (f#m) not write (D) me (A)again

Verse:
(f#m)We drew our (D) arms around the (bm) bastard (D) sons
(f#m)We never (D) would drink to the (bm) chosen (D) ones
(f#m)Well you know the (c#m) way I left was (D) not the way I (A) planned
(f#m)But I thought the (c#m) world needed (D) love and a steady (A) hand
so I'm (bm) steady (D) now (A)

Modified Chorus:
(f#m)And I'm so (D) happy (A)
(f#m)I had to (D) tell (A) you
(f#m)And I (D) love (A) you
And you will (f#m) not write (D) me (A) again
You will (f#m) not write (D) me (A) again
You will (f#m) not write (D) me (A) again


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