Dispatch - Born on earth

^AmOh, do you k^Gnow there’s a pl^Face you can ^Cgo It’s a ^Amplace that is ^Gweathered and^C worn But you c^Aman’t stay there ^Glong Like the ^Fplow and the ^Cstone But you can ^Amwait if you'd ^Glike to be ^Fborn

Bor^Gn to a dark ^Amheaven on ^Gearth Plagued by^Am man’s greed and ^Csorrow, s^Corrow and ^Fhurt ^FBorn ^Galso to the ^Ambeauty of tom^Corrow ^FLeading us ^Gback to the ^Cdirt

The ^Amold oak tree ^Gwatches us ^Flike we were ^Cbees Just ^Amflitting and ^Gfrittering in the g^Folden E^Amverybody ^Gknows we all ^Fdied yesterd^Cay And the da^Amy after th^Gat we were^F born

Bor^Gn to a dark ^Amheaven on ^Gearth Plagued by^Am man’s greed and ^Csorrow, s^Corrow and ^Fhurt ^FBorn ^Galso to the ^Ambeauty of tom^Corrow ^FLeading us ^Gback to the ^Cdirt

^Am I worry my mi^Cnd, ^AmI worry my m^Cind ^{G Am} I worry my mi^Cnd ‘til I l^Gose all the ^Ftime

Bor^Gn to a dark ^Amheaven on ^Gearth Plagued by^Am man’s greed and ^Csorrow, s^Corrow and ^Fhurt ^FBorn ^Galso to the ^Ambeauty of tom^Corrow ^FLeading us ^Gback to the ^Cdirt

^FLeading us ^Gback to the ^Cdirt ^FLeading us ^Gback to the ^Cdirt