C#m E
Been walking the dirt floor, my eyes are open Lord
A G#m
Where did you go, have we just left you bored?
C#m E
On down this unholy well we rolled
A G#m
Stirring barrels in hell to be warm
A E
It's further back down than the high ground
B E
Ain't milk and honey, we're movin' round
A E
Only one thing is certain
B
That's everybody
C#m C#m
Everybody's hurting
C#m E
We come from the country where the rain follows plow
A G#m
And the evenings are cold enough to pluck your feathers out
C#m E A
We hear your engines roaring deep and loud
G#m
As we work the mules on this bludgeoned ground
A E
We've hunted these hills dry
B E
We've long outlasted the winter and our last wood pile
A E
Only one thing is certain
B
That's everybody
C#m
Everybody's hurting
A A
Through rolling acres of boneyards we drift
E E
Our spirits' been broken been splintered to bits
A A
Faith is believing what you see ain't so
G#m G#m
My sweetheart we've got to learn to live with these ghosts
G#m G#m
They can't leave; we can't...
A E B E
go...
A E B C#m
C#m E
We'd sell this valley if we could go north
A G#m
Where the sun sets dripping buckets of gold
C#m E
Through snow topped thunderheads and rows of wind clouds
A G#m
Coming down this mountain how sweet salvation sounds
A E
With our hands out like lowly pilgrims
B E
As the old men death salute the young ones in
A E
Already know what we're just learning
B
That's everybody
C#m C#m
Everybody's hurting
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