Robert Plant - House of cards

Oh, the ^Frain is ^Gfalling^{F G} And the ^Fwild wind ^Groars^{F G} It'll ^Fshake your ^Gwindows^{F G} And ^Frattle your ^Gdoors

^FOh, blow down this ^Fhouse of ^Gcards ^FBlow down this ^Fhouse of ^Gcards

They're ^Fwashing the ^Fstreets (^FBlow, ^Fblow ^Gdown) With the ^Fblood of your ^Fkind (^FBlow, ^Fblow ^Gdown) Ah look ^Fover your ^Fshoulder (^FBlow, ^Fblow ^Gdown) They are ^Fright be^Fhind (^FBlow, ^Fblow ^Gdown)

^FOh, blow down this ^Fhouse of ^Gcards ^FBlow down this ^Fhouse of ^Gcards

The ^Fbirds are ^Fwheeling Up a^Fbove your ^Fhead Ah your ^Fdays are ^Fnumbered You're as ^Fgood as ^Fdead This ^Fvery fine ^Fhouse

Of ^Fgreat re^Fnown It's ^Fcracked and ^Fshaking And a-^Ftumbling ^Fdown . . .

^FOh, blow down this ^Fhouse of ^Gcards ^FBlow down this ^Fhouse of ^Gcards ^FBlow down this ^Fhouse of ^Gcards ^FOh, blow down this ^Fhouse of ^Gcards ^FBlow down this ^Fhouse of ^Gcards . . .^Foh oh oh . . .