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Black Wind Blowing

Mason Jennings
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
When  I Got  Home There Was  Blood on the  Door
Saw  you Lyin  on the kitchen  floor
I  ran down  the hallway and  I saw what  he did
I  saw our  little bitty baby  lyin dead  in her crib
Theres  a black  wind  blowin
There's  a black wind  blowin
There's  a black wind  blowin outside our gates
tryin  to blow this place  into outer space
There's  a black  wind  blowin
 I didn't bother pickin up the phone
 Want to get there first I want ya all alone
 There's gonna be blood on the walls on a highway south
 Your scripture won't save you when my guns in your mouth
 I was 18 when I first came here
 Just me and my brother tryin to disappear
 He chose the prophet baby I chose you
 From that day I feared what he could do
 I took the corner and I gunned it hard
 Drove my truck into your front yard
 You came out runnin but I was too fast
 I took out your legs and dropped you in the grass
 There people outside I heard somebody scream
 My whole life became a movie screen
 I remembered us jumpin on mommas bed
 She was yellin be careful or you bump your head
 I stuck my gun up under your chin
 My hand was shakin so I dug it in
 You started laughin said I understand
 You wish you couldn't but I know you can, You can

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Readable chord sheet for Black Wind Blowing by Mason Jennings

[G]When I Go[C]t Home There W[Am]as Blood on t[Em]he Door
[G]Saw you L[C]yin on the kit[Am]chen floor   [Em]
[G]I ran dow[C]n the hallway [Am]and I saw wha[Em]t he did
[G]I saw our[C] little bitty [Am]baby lyin dea[Em]d in her crib

[G]Theres[C] a b[Am]lack w[Em]ind blowin
[G]There'[C]s a [Am]black [Em]wind blowin
[G]There's a black win[C]d blowin outside our gates
[Am]tryin to blow this [Em]place into outer space
[G]There's[C] a bl[Am]ack win[Em]d blowin

I didn't bother pickin up the phone
Want to get there first I want ya all alone
There's gonna be blood on the walls on a highway south
Your scripture won't save you when my guns in your mouth

I was 18 when I first came here
Just me and my brother tryin to disappear
He chose the prophet baby I chose you
From that day I feared what he could do

I took the corner and I gunned it hard
Drove my truck into your front yard
You came out runnin but I was too fast
I took out your legs and dropped you in the grass
There people outside I heard somebody scream
My whole life became a movie screen
I remembered us jumpin on mommas bed
She was yellin be careful or you bump your head
I stuck my gun up under your chin
My hand was shakin so I dug it in
You started laughin said I understand
You wish you couldn't but I know you can, You can

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