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Everybodys Hurting

Everybody's Hurting
by Jakob Dylan

C#m                                      E 
Been walking the dirt floor, my eyes are open Lord 
          A                    G#m
Where did you go, have we just left you bored? 
C#m                 E
On down this unholy well we rolled 
         A               G#m
Stirring barrels in hell to be warm 


             A                  E
It's further back down than the high ground 
               B               E 
Ain't milk and honey, we're movin' round 
     A            E
Only one thing is certain 
       B
That's everybody 
            C#m        C#m
Everybody's hurting 


C#m                                E
We come from the country where the rain follows plow 
        A                           G#m 
And the evenings are cold enough to pluck your feathers out 
C#m                  E                A
We hear your engines roaring deep and loud
                             G#m 
As we work the mules on this bludgeoned ground

 
A                  E
We've hunted these hills dry
              B                         E
We've long outlasted the winter and our last wood pile
     A            E
Only one thing is certain 
       B
That's everybody 
            C#m
Everybody's hurting 


A                        A
Through rolling acres of boneyards we drift 
    E                         E
Our spirits' been broken been splintered to bits
A                               A 
Faith is believing what you see ain't so 
G#m                                 G#m
My sweetheart we've got to learn to live with these ghosts
G#m               G#m        
They can't leave; we can't...

A   E   B   E   
go... 

A   E   B   C#m


C#m                         E
We'd sell this valley if we could go north 
          A                 G#m
Where the sun sets dripping buckets of gold 
C#m                                  E                           
Through snow topped thunderheads and rows of wind clouds 
A                                   G#m
Coming down this mountain how sweet salvation sounds 


         A                    E
With our hands out like lowly pilgrims 
       B                        E
As the old men death salute the young ones in
        A                    E
Already know what we're just learning 
       B
That's everybody
            C#m         C#m
Everybody's hurting
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