(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