Toadvine

INTRO:
  F   Am  Em  F   C   F   C   C

VERSE 1:
      F             Am             
  [I] rode myself into the ground, 
Em               F
hell it’s almost over now,
  C             F             
    I don’t see nothing but the 
  C      C
light
  F          Am                  
    Darkness filled my days, the 
Em             F
rising sun has shown the way, [and]
  C             F             
    I Don’t see nothing but the 
  C     C
light

  Dm                          F
      The preacher’s lesson,     is 
simply Armageddon,
      C                      G
  The devil, he knows how to ride
  Dm                  F
     A killer of men,    and no way 
to save them,
  C                          G
     Hell now we all have to die

  F       F


CHORUS:
  F                             
     You wouldn’t think that out 
       G
here,   a man could simply run clear
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  Am                        Bb    
     Out of country but, oh my... 
   F       Bb       F
oh my, [Oh my... oh my]
                         C   F   
  Nothing but the light
C   C



INSTRUMENTAL BRIDGE:

  F   Am  Em  F   C   F   C   C


VERSE 2:
       F               Am   
  They took my ears in Omaha, 
  Em                    F
thought me dead but I weren’t all 
[and I]
  C            F               C 
     Left them bleeding in the 
   C
mud
  F                    Am      
  Branded me for horse thievery, 
    Em                F
between my eyes for all to see [and 
I]
  C            F               C 
     Left them bleeding in the 
   C
mud

  Dm                             F
      When this world was made,     
[it] was never meant to save
  C              G
     Everyone in kind
  Dm                       F
      And I don’t believe,    God 
much had me
  C                  G
      Had me much in mind

  F       F


CHORUS D PEAT:


INSTRUMENTAL BRIDGE:
  F       G       Am
  Bb      F       Bb      F
  C   F   C   C



ABRIDGED VERSE 3:
  Dm                       F
      So tell me barkeep,     What 
is there to drink
  C                     G
      With just minimal risk
  Dm                          F
      Of blindness or death,      it
 all tastes of ashes
  C                            G
      Seems that’s all we ever get,
                   F       F
  It's all we ever get