She Likes To Eat The Skin

Dm The boilers gone all wrong, F Gm the linesman like to smoke and lets the train keep going, Dm lets the train keep rolling Dm And when it floats away, F Gm that bridge was never safe whats all the town folks say, Dm now the towns folk pray F Bb F That we, will rise on up to the sky, Bb F rest in the gaze of the lord on high, Bb A there ain't no lord on high Dm F Gm Dm F Bb F Bb F Bb A Dm F Gm She likes to eat the skin, to fall in love with angels of the morning, Dm sings a while F Bb F That we, will rise on up to the sky, Bb F rest in the gaze of the lord on high, Bb A there ain't no lord on high F Bb F That we, will rise on up to the sky, Bb F rest in the gaze of the lord on high, Bb A there ain't no lord on high