Everybody's Hurting
Jakob DylanVersion1
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walk up
Been walking the dirt floor, my eyes are open Lord
Where did you go, have we just left you bored?
On down this unholy well we rolled
Stirring barrels in hell to be warm
It's further back down than the high ground
Ain't milk and honey, we're movin' round
Only one thing is certain
That's everybody
Everybody's hurting
walk up
We come from the country where the rain follows plow
And the evenings are cold enough to pluck your feathers out
We hear your engines roaring deep and loud
As we work the mules on this bludgeoned ground
We've hunted these hills dry
We've long outlasted the winter and our last wood pile
Only one thing is certain
That's everybody
Everybody's hurting
Through rolling acres of boneyards we drift
Our spirits' been broken been splintered to bits
Faith is believing what you see ain't so
My sweetheart we've got to learn to live with these ghosts
They can't leave; we can't
go............
We'd sell this valley if we could go north
Where the sun sets dripping buckets of gold
Through snow topped thunderheads and rows of wind clouds
Coming down this mountain how sweet salvation sounds
With our hands out like lowly pilgrims
As the old men death salute the young ones in
Already know what we're just learning
That's everybody
Everybody's hurting
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Readable chord sheet for Everybody's Hurting by Jakob Dylan
[Am] walk up [C] Been walking the dirt floor, my eyes are open Lord Where did [F]you go, have we just [Esus4]left you bore[E7]d? [Am]On down this unholy[C] well we rolled Stirring [F]barrels in hell[Esus4] to be warm [E7] It's further [F]back down than the [C]high ground Ain't milk and [G]honey, we're mov[C]in' round Only [F]one thing is [C]certain That's [G]everybody Everybody's [Am]hurting [Am] walk up [C] We come from the country where the rain follows plow And the e[F]venings are cold enou[Esus4]gh to pluck y[E7]our feathers out [Am]We hear your engine[C]s roaring deep and lo[F]ud As we work the mules on th[Esus4]is bludgeoned[E7] ground We've [F]hunted these hills [C]dry We've long out[G]lasted the winte[C]r and our last wood pile Only [F]one thing is [C]certain That's [G]everybody Everybody's [Am]hurting [F]Through rolling acres of [F]boneyards we drift Our [C]spirits' been broken been [C]splintered to bits [F]Faith is believing what you see[F] ain't so [Esus4]My sweetheart we've got to learn to live with[E7] these ghosts [Esus4]They can't leave; we[E7] can't [F]go..[C]....[G]....[C].. [F] [C] [G] [Am] We'd sell this valley if we could go north Where the sun sets dripping buckets of gold Through snow topped thunderheads and rows of wind clouds Coming down this mountain how sweet salvation sounds With our hands out like lowly pilgrims As the old men death salute the young ones in Already know what we're just learning That's everybody Everybody's hurting