The Mountain Goats - The mummys hand

If you p^Drick us, don't it ^Bmsting if you k^Gick us, won't it ^Dhurt I am wra^Gpped in scraps of li^Dnen and ^Gpieces of people's old shirt^As But ^Dway way undern^Bmeath a^Gll these sticky ^Dbands ^GI hold all my dr^Deams r^Gight here in my ha^Ands

I will r^Bmise from the to^Dmb Like an ^Eminfant emerging from the^G womb

I spent ^Dseveral thousand ^Bmyears d^Gown here all alo^Dne ^GNo way to s^Dtem the ^Glonely old ache in my^A bones ^DSay the spell three t^Bmimes, c^Grank up the special ^Deffects I'm gonna c^Gast off all my b^Dandages and s^Gee what happens ^Anext

I will r^Bmise fully f^Dormed Like an ^Eminfant, freshly ^Gborn

I've been ^Gtrapped too l^Dong ^Cunderneath the ^Gground ^GIn the hollow da^Drkness, but ain't no ^Ggrave gonna hold my^C body down

^BmI will push my h^Dand up through the earth and I will ^Emrise like the cry of an ^Ginfant at its^A birth