cold irons bound

Em7 
I'm beginning to hear voices and there's no one around  
 
now I'm all used up and the fields have turned brown 
 
I went to church on Sunday and she passed by  
 
and my love for her is taking such a long time to die  
         Bb°       A7                Em7 
Lord I'm waist deep, waist deep in the mist 
            Bb°      A7       Em7       
It's almost like, almost like I don't exist 
    A7              G                Em7 
I'm 20 miles out of town, Cold Irons bound