The Sunken Lands - Ver 2

Bm A D Five cans of paint, A And the empty fields, Em Bm And the dust reveals. Bm A D The children cry, A The work never ends, Em Bm There's not a single friend. G6 A Who will hold her hand, D Em Bm A D A Em7 Bm In the sunken lands? Bm A D The mud and tears, A Melt the cotton balls, Em Bm It's a heavy toll. Bm A D His words are cruel, A And they sting like fire, Em Bm Like the devil's choir. G6 A But who will hold her hand, D Em In the sunken lands? Bm A D A Em Bm A D A Am Bm Bm A D The river rises, A And she sails away, Em Bm She could never stay. Bm A D Now her work is done, A In the sunken lands, Bm A D A Em G Bm Bm7 B Bm There's five empty cans.