The Mountain Goats - Prowl great cain

^F#mGather jew^Bmels from graveyards, ^Gwhen I get home ^Abury them again ^{D F#m}Wonder ^Bmif you'll ever g^Get the chance to a^Ask me why I turned you in^{D F#m}I saved my^Bm own skin but I l^Give to fight, I ^Alive to fight another day ^{D F#m}Still reme^Bmmber how brave you we^Gre when they cam^Ae to take you away^Em

^F#mAnd I feel ^Dguilty but I ^Acan't feel a^Gshamed ^DProwl through ^Aempty ^Gfields, great Cain

^F#mThought I ^Bmsee the ghost up ^Gon the boulevard, betwe^Aen the broken bits ^{D F#m}It's hard to ^Bmtell gifts of the ^Gspirit^A from clever counterfeits ^{D F#m}Sleepwalk ^Bmthrough my days and m^Gark the hours un^Atil these dark times fade ^{D F#m}Like a ^Bmcaterpillar ^Gcrawling out al^Aong the surface of the blade ^Em

^F#mAnd I feel ^Dguilty but I ^Acan't feel a^Gshamed ^DProwl through ^Aempty ^Gfields, great Cain ^GRummage t^Ahrough the gutter ^Dstore^Dmaj7house n^Gow ^{E7 E7}And lick the ^Gsweat from my ^Abrow

^F#mSaw the tr^Bmucks roll out this mo^Grning, not sure ^Awhen they're coming back again ^{D F#m}Feel the p^Bmrickings of my ^Gconscience in my c^Ahest every now and then ^{D F#m}Sometimes a ^Bmgreat wave of for^Ggetfulness r^Aises up and blesses me ^{D F#m}And other ^Bmtimes the sickness ^Ghowls and I despa^Air of any remedy ^Em

^F#mAnd I feel ^Dguilty but I ^Acan't feel a^Gshamed ^DProwl through ^Aempty ^Gfields, great Cain