Dollar Store Tents

N.C. Bm D They made a city out of dollar store tents E F#m Whatever’s left in the abandonment G D The money’s gone somewhere else to be spent A Dead leaves in the garden Bm D Mercury burstin in empty rooms E F#m Waiting for a new cycle to bloom G D Nothin to learn now, one could assume A There’s things that don’t get rescued G Em Every peaceful valley’s been found Bm D And the promised land was mineral-rich Em So the blood got sucked right out Bm A E7 N.C. Man, ain’t that a son of a bitch Fiddle Solo Bm D E F#m G D A Bm D Some people never try to dance E F#m Some romanticize their ignorance G D But you can’t hide behind a paper fence A And nobody goes out innocent Bm D Stubborn as a slow refrain E F#m Some things can’t be measured in gains G D It’s all washed away by the coming rain A What’s gonna take its place? G Em Every peaceful valley’s been found Bm D And the promised land was mineral-rich Em So the blood got sucked right out Bm A E N.C. Man, ain’t that a son of a bitch Guitar Solos Bm D E F#m G D A Bm D E F#m G D A F#m Bm Em G Em Every peaceful valley’s been found Bm D And the promised land was mineral-rich Em So the blood got sucked right out Bm A Man, ain’t that a son of a bitch E G Bm A E G F#m G F#m A G A Bm A E