The Lines Of My Earth

Dm G VERSES: Dm Gm C F F/E Dm 1. The lines of my earth, so brittle, unfertile and ready to die 2. It should be our time, this fertile youth's black soil is ready for rain G C Csus4 C I need a drink but the well has gone dry the harvest is nigh, but the well has gone dry Dm Gm C F F/E Dm And we in the habit of saying the same things all over again And they in the habit of saying the same things all over again G C for the money we shall make about the money we shall make Gm Bb F F/E Dm C G This is the last song that I write 'til you tell me otherwise Bb F F# and it's because I just don't feel it Gm Bb F F/E Dm This is the last song 'til you tell me otherwise F F# Gm Bbm6 Dm... and it's because I just don't feel it ...any more [go to VERSE 1 after first CHORUS after second CHORUS repeat INTRO during solo after solo repeat CHORUS for a third time after third CHORUS, repeat INTRO during second solo