Jakob Dylan - Everybodys hurting

^C#mBeen walking the dirt floor, my eyes are ^Eopen Lord Where did ^Ayou go, have we just ^G#mleft you bored? ^C#mOn down this unholy ^Ewell we rolled Stirring ^Abarrels in hell ^G#mto be warm

It's further ^Aback down than the ^Ehigh ground Ain't milk and ^Bhoney, we're mov^Ein' round Only ^Aone thing is ^Ecertain That's ^Beverybody Everybody's ^C#mhurting ^C#m

^C#mWe come from the country where the ^Erain follows plow And the ^Aevenings are cold enough to ^G#mpluck your feathers out ^C#mWe hear your engines ^Eroaring deep and ^Aloud As we work the mules on this ^G#mbludgeoned ground

^AWe've hunted these ^Ehills dry We've long out^Blasted the winter and our ^Elast wood pile Only ^Aone thing is ^Ecertain That's ^Beverybody Everybody's ^C#mhurting

^AThrough rolling acres of ^Aboneyards we drift Our ^Espirits' been broken been ^Esplintered to bits ^AFaith is believing what you see ^Aain't so ^G#mMy sweetheart we've got to learn to ^G#mlive with these ghosts ^G#mThey can't leave; ^G#mwe can't...

^Ago..^E. ^{B E} A E B C#m

^C#mWe'd sell this valley if we ^Ecould go north Where the ^Asun sets dripping ^G#mbuckets of gold ^C#mThrough snow topped thunderheads and ^Erows of wind clouds ^AComing down this mountain how sweet ^G#msalvation sounds

With our ^Ahands out like lowly ^Epilgrims As the ^Bold men death salute the ^Eyoung ones in Already ^Aknow what we're just ^Elearning That's ^Beverybody Everybody's ^C#mhurting ^C#m