On The Range

Bb D Gm Bb D Gm Cm F Bb Gm Dm Cm Bb Bb D Gm The bile in the rain dissolves the home on the range Bb D Gm Destination: fork and plate Bb Cm F Bb Gm A tendon in all, we wouldn’t dare to pull Dm Cm Prepared for gripe and delay Bb Bb D Gm This is the year of the balded gear Bb D Gm And the sureness of the blade Bb Cm F Bb Gm Move down the line by undoubted design Dm Cm Each person, a link in the chain Bb Bb Gm And the tails no longer sway Bb Gm And the grass is no longer grazed Bb Dm Gm For who’d ever think to give thanks to Cm F The born to be aborted Bb D Gm Bb D Gm Bb D Gm One dirty peak and it's all we need Bb D Gm A whiff from the trucks as they pass Bb Cm F Bb Gm Meet at the gate of anaerobic fate Dm Cm Just how long will this last? Bb Bb D Gm They come out billions in number Bb D Gm Incubated and casually plundered Bb Cm F Bb Gm None bear a name, nor hold any claim Dm Cm To a life, stripped of all wonder Bb Bb Gm And the tails no longer sway Bb Gm And the grass is no longer grazed Bb Dm Gm For who’d ever think to give thanks to Cm F The born to be aborted Bb Gm Bb Gm Bb Gm Dm C# C#6 C# C# C#6 C# C# C#6 C# C#6 C# I cannot describe the cry G#6 That lies beneath barcode lines G# Driven into green homeland G#m Responsible for weakening D#m Bb Our once-efficient hand Bb F#6 Bb F#6 G#6 F#6 Bb F#6 Bb F#6 G#6 F#6 Bb D Gm What is the cost of the living lost? Bb D Gm Deeper in each decade, questions growing Bb6 Bb D But I’ve figured it out Gm It is relieved by doubt D Gm But I’ll shout within my knowing D Gm I will shout within my knowing