C#m E Been walking the dirt floor, my eyes are open LordA G#m Where did you go, have we just left you bored?C#m E On down this unholy well we rolledA G#m Stirring barrels in hell to be warmA E It's further back down than the high groundB E Ain't milk and honey, we're movin' roundA E Only one thing is certainB That's everybodyC#m C#m Everybody's hurtingC#m E We come from the country where the rain follows plowA G#m And the evenings are cold enough to pluck your feathers outC#m E A We hear your engines roaring deep and loudG#m As we work the mules on this bludgeoned groundA E We've hunted these hills dryB E We've long outlasted the winter and our last wood pileA E Only one thing is certainB That's everybodyC#m Everybody's hurtingA A Through rolling acres of boneyards we driftE E Our spirits' been broken been splintered to bitsA A Faith is believing what you see ain't soG#m G#m My sweetheart we've got to learn to live with these ghostsG#m G#m They can't leave; we can't...A E B E go...A E B C#mC#m E We'd sell this valley if we could go northA G#m Where the sun sets dripping buckets of goldC#m E Through snow topped thunderheads and rows of wind cloudsA G#m Coming down this mountain how sweet salvation soundsA E With our hands out like lowly pilgrimsB E As the old men death salute the young ones inA E Already know what we're just learningB That's everybodyC#m C#m Everybody's hurting
Everybodys Hurting
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