Folklore

[Verso 1]
 
Cm 
Never once believed believed in all the stories from the woods 
                                                    G7     G 
All the witches and demons, house that lived on one foot 
  Cm                                                   Fm       Ab 
Well the sickness stretched it's hands out from under the treeline 
G   Cm                               G      Cm 
Oh no fire spread through town, everyone's lost their mind 
 


[Refrão]
 
 Eb                      Ab 
       Still I wonder when do we all go 
Db                     Db7 
How many bones can the earth hold 
           Gb                Bb 
Is it our grave or is it our home 
 


[Verso 2]
 
Cm Fm Cm Fm G7 Cm Ab Cm G Cm 
                               Fm         Cm 
Preacher's hous casts a larger shadow than mine 
                            Fm           G 
His pockets ring just a littl bit louder than mine 
Cm                                   Fm      Abm      Ab 
  Oh he says we're all just waiting for the same ride 
 Cm                               G       Cm 
No first class, no coach, we all pay the same price 
 


[Refrão]
 
Bbm Bb Eb 
        Eb7         Ab 
Still I wonder when do we all go 
Db 
  How many bones can the earth hold 
           Gb                 Bb 
Is it our grave or is it our home 
 


[Verso 3]
 
Cm Fm Cm Fm G7 Cm Ab Cm G Cm 
Cm 
  Lantern washed the night from underneath of the trees 
                                             Fm            G7 
I could hear the drums from Hell and all the dancing of the feet 
Cm                             Fm          Ab 
What I saw there next made me reach for my knife 
     Cm                                    G                   Cm 
Made my eyes sink six feet through my skull, took the body from my life 
 


[Refrão]
 
Bbm Bb Eb 
        Eb7         Ab 
Still I wonder when do we all go 
Db 
  How many bones can the earth hold 
           Gb                 Bb 
Is it our grave or is it our home