BLACK TEARS BY POWDERFINGER D5 C5 G5 D5

^D5Fragile little thing go l^C5ightly on the wing Don't be ^G5put off your game If tr^D5oubled wind should blow you off your way Na^D5tural love and trust Have do^C5wned their tools and struck The nat^G5ion's heart it rusts is no suprise and seems ^D5so appropriate today

^Em Black t^Fears on a red r^Coc^Ck ^D5 Fall right th^Emrough and they ^F#5dry ^Gup

C G F#/G Em Dsus4 How could it fail to grab your attention

Black t^Fear^Cs on a red r^Gock ^D# These ^Ftrees bear a strange f^Gruit Harvesting l^D#ies and poisoned b^Flossoms of the tr^Guth

C G F#/G Em Dsus4 There's blood on all our hands and blood on our boots

And black t^Fea^Crs on a red r^Gock An ^Disland watch house bed A bl^Cack man's lying dead ^G ^D An is^Dland watch house bed A bla^Cck man's lying dead ^G ^D

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