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D - (As transcribed above)
On the old forgotten crossways where the fourteen rivers did meet
D
The bones of our elders were lying in the street
D
On the dark and dusty desert like a ghost I've flown
D
I barely cried wherever I'd ride I ride I never found a home
G A D
Woe on me
Em A
Somehow I will feel more free
D G
To wallow in the empty headed peace
Em A
Where the plain hearted sorrows never cease
D
I am just a ramshackle I go from town to town
D
Where there is no shelter I lay down on the grown
D
I've killed for no reason I've pissed upon a kind
D
Cost them all and burned the bone when I've had the time
G A D
Woe on me
Em A
Somehow I will feel more free
D G
To wallow in the empty headed peace
Em A
Where the plain hearted sorrows never cease
D
Well there's saints and there are animals they've taken what they could
D
And it's written in the pages to do just what they should
D
Well they stood the test and burned the rest and tore them limb from limb
D
Like a fashion with no passion they open up their skin
G A D
Woe on me
Em A
Somehow I will feel more free
D G
To wallow in the empty headed peace
Em A
Where the plain hearted sorrows never cease