Tyler Childers - The harvest

^DWhen the triggers moving backwards, and the^Cadd9 pin hits the shell When my ^Gsoul sinkin’ slowly into the ^Cadd9warm ^Gpits of ^Dhell ^DWon't you tell my baby sister that I'll be ^Cadd9back in the fall Cause it's ^Gbetter to have false hope than ^Cadd9no ^Ghope at ^Dall

And I'll b^Cadd9e meeting with my savior to go ^Gover my foolish deeds When he ^Cadd9asks me why I did it lord I'll ^Cadd9blame it ^Gon the^D seed Cause it ^Cadd9didn't grow in like I planned and when it ^Gdid it all went dry And I ^Cadd9couldn't stand to hear the pain of a,^Cadd9 small ^Gbaby ^Dcrying

Well I^D remember in the graveyards well I^Cadd9 used to read the names And I ^Gwondered when the good lord would ^Cadd9take my ^Gsoul ^Daway Well I ^Dwonder if he planned it to h^Cadd9appen like this at all With the ^Gshot heard halfway cross the world and my ^Cadd9sins ^Gon the ^Dwall

And I'll b^Cadd9e meeting with my savior to go ^Gover my foolish deeds When he ^Cadd9asks me why I did it lord I'll ^Cadd9blame it ^Gon the^D seed Cause it ^Cadd9didn't grow in like I planned and when it ^Gdid it all went dry And I ^Cadd9couldn't stand to hear the pain of a,^Cadd9 small ^Gbaby ^Dcrying

And they'll ^Dtell me I'm a bad man, but they’ve ^Cadd9never seen the sight Of a ^Gbaby wailing in his crib, and ^Cadd9ripping ^Gapart the ^Dnight It’s a^Cadd9 small ^Gbaby ^Dcrying