Intro 
Dsus2   G6   F6   D 
Dsus2   G6   F6   D 
D 

verse 1 
         G6       D     G6       D        G            Cadd9 
Well the bed lies empty, Lord, I see your head hanging low with the bottle told 

Interlude 
Dsus2   G6   F6   D 
Dsus2   G6   F6   D 


[Refrão]

     D          Dsus4   D                        Cadd9 
Well inside was nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide them 
      D        Dsus4   D                        Cadd9         G6       D 
And inside was nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide them if you'd called or helped 

verse 2 
D      G6         D         G6       D             G       Cadd9                G6              D 
 Heavy heart flame from the bed that rains for the raiders comin' down when the game spun 'round 
Cadd9    D     Cadd9        D         Cadd9      D      G6 
 Keep me darling    in your darkest hours like a mother made of stone 
Cadd9     D      Cadd9   D         Cadd9      Dsus2     G6           D 
 He sings low for    the long pour, there's a hundred mighty men or more 

Interlude 
D   F6   Cadd9   D 
D   F6   Cadd9   D 

 
[Refrão]

        D         Dsus4      D                       Cadd9 
And his eyes were so fixed on light, so fixed on the light 
     D          Dsus4        D                       Cadd9   G6    D 
That right hand guide him too low, guide him to down home at night 


[Ponte]

D  F6       Cadd9 
If he comes home, home, home 
D   F6  Cadd9 
And do  wrong, wrong wrong 

Outro 
D 
F6 
Cadd9 
G6 

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