Everybodys Hurting

Jakob Dylan

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Tom:
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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