Everybodys Hurting

C#m                               
Been walking the dirt floor, my 
       E
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                                
We come from the country where the 
E
rain follows plow
        A                          
And the evenings are cold enough to
 G#m
 pluck your feathers out
C#m                  E           
We hear your engines roaring deep
     A
 and loud
Continúa después del anuncio
As we work the mules on this 
G#m
bludgeoned ground


A                  E
We've hunted these hills dry
              B                    
We've long outlasted the winter and
     E
 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                        
Our spirits' been broken been 
 E
splintered to bits
A                             
Faith is believing what you see 
  A
ain't so
G#m                               
My sweetheart we've got to learn 
  G#m
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                               
Through snow topped thunderheads 
   E
and rows of wind clouds
A                                 
Coming down this mountain how 
  G#m
sweet salvation sounds


         A                   
With our hands out like lowly 
 E
pilgrims
       B                       
As the old men death salute the 
 E
young ones in
        A                   
Already know what we're just 
 E
learning
       B
That's everybody
            C#m         C#m
Everybody's hurting