[Intro] Am C G AmAm blood-shot your eyes dropG and the skin's all wearing thinC there's no one here to tell you about the depth of the waterAm or the trouble that you're inAm you're dancin' with your demons babyG you forgot your former lieC and it was hard swimmin' onceAm and now you're daily divin' inAm and i'm bringin' home the rainAm there's no supper on the tableC and my feet are in the flameG Am i'm drying out againAm C G AmAm G all your kin have all gone on to fields all bathed in sunC Am and the only things left in your possession is an empty bottle and a gunAm G and the weekends come and go like tides and they soak you to the neckC Am and pretty soon the weekdays are all the sameAm and i'm bringin' home the rain (i'm bringin' home the rain)Am there's no supper on the table (no supper on the table)Am C G and my feet are in the flameAm i'm drying out againAm i'm bringin' home the rain (i'm bringin' home the rain)Am a baby's cryin' in a cradle (baby's cryin' in a cradle)C G and my feet are in the flameAm i'm drying out againAm G A D G AmAm evil are the demons that haunt youG forgetting what it was that they taught youC and now there's no one left to stop youAm or to catch you when you dropAm you're evil as the demons that haunt youG forgetting what it was that they taught youC and now there's no one left to stop youAm or to catch you when you dropAm you're evil as the demons that haunt youG forgetting what it was that they taught youC but now there's no one left to stop youAm or to catch you when you when you when you when yourAm blood-shot your eyes dropG and the skin's all wearing thinC there's no one here to tell you about the depth of the waterAm or the trouble that you're inAm you're dancin' with your demons babyG you forgot your former lieC and it was hard swimmin' once C (pause) and now you're daily divin' inAm Am Am Am Am (slow) and i'm bringin' home the rain (i'm bringin' home the rain)Am there's no supper on the tableG Am (no supper on the table)C G and my feet are in the flameAm i'm drying out againAm i'm bringin' home the rain (i'm bringin' home the rain)Am a baby's cryin' in a cradleG (baby's cryin' in a cradle)Am C G and my feet are in the flameAm i'm drying out againAm and i'm bringin' home the rainAm (i'm bringin' home the rain)Am there's no supper on the tableG Am (no supper on the table)C G and my feet are in the flameAm oh the ceiling's closin' inD Am G Am D G Am
Bringing Home The Rain
The Builders And The Butchers
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