Anvil

A B E F#m A B D A E F#m A E C#m Fifty-two bricks stared me dead in the face A E F#m A E C#m While this anvil hung, hung over my head patiently waiting A Bm There's nothing left for us in Denver tonight D E Let's finish up the drive and scrape up the rest of our lives A Bm Feeling nauseous at the thought of trying to rebuild D E But it's all that we know and there's a debt to k**l A E F#m A E C#m Fifty-two bricks stared me dead in the face A E F#m A E C#m While this anvil hung, hung over my head patiently waiting A Bm D E So much encouragement leaves us thinking we could be the ones A Bm D So much encouragement leaves us thinking A D A Us thinking We could be the ones