Chuck Ragan - The grove

^EmCut the line I've ^Cheard the rest You'll ^Gnever get me ^Danswering ^Em To the cold hand of the ^Ctired man Bred to ^Gtake and to rape what the ^Dleavers left

So come ^Gon ^DShow a little mercy to ^Emdying su^Cns So come ^Gon ^DShow a little mercy to ^Emhumble on^Ces

^Em Some will go as the ^Ctimid type ^GFacing down soul ^Dstrapped inside ^Em The method of the ^Ctrilene knot Never ^Gfails until the ^Dline is cut

So come ^Gon ^DShow a little sympathy ^Emtired on^Ces So come ^Gon ^DShow a little empathy ^Embusy on^Ces And slow ^Cdown down ^G

We are ^Dall flesh and ^Embone Mere ^Cvessels so ex^Gposed Just ^Dwalking on ^EmWalking on the ^Cgrove ^G We are ^Dall constant ^Emwrath With ^Cwhat we think we ^Gown While we ^Dtread upon And ^Emtread upon the ^Cgrove

On^Em the contrary ^Csome will walk ^GIn the dirt cut up ^Dby the dogs ^Em Soaking up the ^Csun and rain Just to ^Gbreak and to shake up cap^Dtivity

So come ^Gon ^DDestruction is the nature of ^Emeveryo^Cne So come ^Gon ^DDestruction is the killer of ^Emeveryo^Cne So come ^Gon ^DShow a little mercy to ^Emdying sun^Cs So come ^Gon ^DShow a little mercy to ^Emhumble one^Cs