Death Rides A White Horse

Mark Lanegan

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F C Cut your midnight black hair
F C And roll you in the the dirt
F C Just slide the needle in
F C Until it doesn't hurt
F C If death rides a white horse
F C Then I ain't seen him yet
F C And I have seen some things
F C That I can't soon forget
F C When death comes creeping in
F C Oh he don't speak a word
F C The heavens they don't part
F C No trumpeter is heard
F C When death comes creeping in [Verse 2]
F C Not feeling any pain
F C Just the rain upon my skin
F C As I step down off the train
F C Let the grinding wheel begin
F C See the stars without number
F C They shine without a name
F C Only god knows where I'm going
F C Only god can know my shame
F C Gonna cut your black hair
F C Gonna roll you in the dirt
F C Gonna slide the needle in
F C Until it doesn't hurt
F C Cut your midnight black hair
F C If death rides a white horse
F C Then I ain't seen him yet
F C If death rides a white horse
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