The Plague

D G D G D A D

[Verse 1]
D                  Em
There will be blue skies
     G    A                 D     Em G A
Above the green and verdant plain
A           D                Em
Churns will swell with fresh butter
           G     A                  D     Em G A
There will be an abundance of sweet grain
A           D             G
And we will rise from our sleep
G             D                   G
We won't have time to choose what things we'll keep

[Chorus]
G               D           G
And rivers will all turn to blood
           D             G
Frogs will fall from the sky
D                   A    G                  A
And the plague will rage through the countryside
A          D G
La la la la
G          D G
La la la la
G     D         A         D  Em G A Em A
La la la, la la la, la la la

[Verse 2]
A          D         Em
There will be cotton clouds
     G    A                  D     Em G A
Above the fields as white as cream
A          D       Em             G
There will be loud singing in the churches
      A               D                Em   G A
As we all come out to take one for the team
A           G
And all our great schemes and plans
               D               G
Will slip like fishes from our hands

[Chorus]
G               D           G
And rivers will all turn to blood
           D             G
Frogs will fall from the sky
D                   A         G                A
And the plague will cover the country with its anger
A          D G
La la la la
G          D G
La la la la
G     D         A         D  Em G A Em A
La la la, la la la, la la la hey