Jakob Dylan - Everybodys hurting

^AmBeen walking the dirt floor, my eyes are open Lord ^G Where did you go, hav^Ce we just left you bored? ^{F Am}On down this unholy well^G we rolled Stirring bar^Crels in hell to be warm ^F

It's further back^G down than the high ground ^C Ain't milk and honey, w^Fe're movin' round ^Am Only ^Gone thing is certain ^F That's e^Gverybody Everybody's hurtin^Amg

^AmWe come from the country where the rain follows plow ^G And the eve^Cnings are cold enough to pluck your feathers out ^{F Am}We hear your engines roaring deep and loud^{F C} As we work the mules on this blud^Ggeoned ground ^Am

^AmWe've hunted these h^Fills dry We've long outlasted the winte^Dmr and our last wood pile ^{G7 C Am} Only one thing is certain ^F That's e^Gverybody Everybody's ^Amhurting

^AmThrough rolling acres of boneyards we drift ^G Ou^Cr spirits' been broken been splintered to ^Fbits ^AmFaith is believing what you see ^Fain't so ^DmMy sweetheart we've got to learn to live with these ^G7ghosts ^DmThey can't leave; we can't.^G7..

^G7go...^{C F G} Am F

^AmWe'd sell this valley if we could go^G north Where the sun set^Cs dripping buckets of gold ^{F Am}Through snow topped thunderheads and rows of^G wind clouds ^CComing down this mountain how sweet salvation sounds ^F

With our ^Ghands out like lowly ^Cpilgrims As the ^Fold men death salute the young ones in ^Am Already ^Gknow what we're just learning ^F That's ^Geverybody Everybody's^Am hurting