Written by Brooke Fraser
(Refrão 1)
F7M
It was the year
Am
The crows and the locusts came
C G
The fields drained dry their rain
F7M
The fields are bleeding
(intro) Am Am F C C G
Am F C
Daddy don't cry, it'll be al - right
G Am
She put some water on the wound
F C G
And hums a little tune while the courage blood's on the ground
F G F7M
Pooling, poo - ling
Am F C
See the murder, and the swarm descend
G Am
And the night is getting thick
F C G
The moon telling her tricks, she betray her every time
(Refrão 1)
F7M
It was the year
Am
The crows and the locusts came
C G
The fields drained dry their rain
F7M
The fields are bleeding
(Refrão 2)
F7M
It was the age
Am
the foxes came for the fields
C G
we were bleeding as we bowed to kneel
F7M
and pray for mercy, pray for mercy
Am
The rumble is low and the heat is high
G F
Got a feeling that there's rain out in the oil black sky
Am
Gonna chase away the devil when the sun does rise
Em - Em - Em - Em F
Gonna... bleed the blood
Em - Em - Em - Em F
Gonna... bleed the blood
(instrumental 3x) Am G E F Dm7 Am E
(Refrão 1 e 2)
Am
She limps on up to the top of a mount
G F9
Looks at the faulty harness
Am9
Feels her sweat in the ground and the burn in her nose
G
And the knowing in her guts
F9
Something's still gonna grow... She ain't leavin' til it does.
( Am Em Am G F ) (2x)
Am Em Am
What can wash away my sin?
G F
Nothing but the blood
Am Em Am
What can make me whole again?
G F
Nothing but the blood
Full
key step up
Half
key step up
Half
key step down
Full
key step down
