Crows And Locusts

(Refrão 1) 
      Fmaj7 
It was the year 
                          Am 
The crows and the locusts came 
      C                  G 
The fields drained dry their rain 
                   Fmaj7 
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    Fmaj7 
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) 
      Fmaj7 
It was the year 
                          Am 
The crows and the locusts came 
      C                  G 
The fields drained dry their rain 
                   Fmaj7 
The fields are bleeding 

(Refrão 2) 
      Fmaj7 
It was the age 
                       Am 
the foxes came for the fields 
           C                   G 
we were bleeding as we bowed to kneel 
                             Fmaj7 
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