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DIRT IN THE GROUND Tom Waits
[Fm]What does it [Db]matter, [Fm]a dream of love
Or a dream of [Db]lies
We're [Eb]all gonna be the same [Ab]place
When we [C7]die
[Fm]Your spirit don't leave [Db]knowing
[Fm]Your face or your [Db]name
And the [Eb]wind through your bones
Is [Ab]all that [C7]remains
[Fm]And we're all gonna [Db]be...[Eb] [Fm]
(4 times)
Fm (sung only)
Just dirt in the ground
Verse 2:
[Fm]The quill from a [Db]buzzard
[Fm]The blood writes the [Db]word
I want to [Eb]know am I the [Ab]sky
or the [C7]bird
'Cause [Fm]hell is [Db]boiling over
[Fm]And heaven is [Db]full
We're [Eb]chained to the world
And [Ab]we all gotta [C7]pull
[Fm]And we're all gonna [Db]be..[Eb].[Fm]
(4 times)
[Fm]...Just dirt in the ground
Verse 3:
Now the [Fm]killer was [Db]smiling
With [Fm]nerves made of [Db]stone
[Eb]He climbed the stairs
And the [Ab]gallows [C7]groaned
And the [Fm]people's hearts were [Db]pounding
They were [Fm]throbbing, they were [Db]red
As he [Eb]swung out over the crowd
I heard the [Ab]hangman [C7]said
[Fm]We're all gonna [Db]be...[Eb] [Fm]
(4 times)
[Fm]Just dirt in the ground
Verse 4:
Now [Fm]Cain slew [Db]Abel
He [Fm]killed him with a [Db]stone
The [Eb]sky cracked open
And the [Ab]thunder [C7]groaned
[Fm]Along a river of [Db]flesh
[Fm]Can these dry bones [Db]live?
Ask a [Eb]king or a beggar
And the [Ab]answer they'll [C7]give
[Fm]Is we're all gonna [Db]be..[Eb].[Fm]
(4 times)
[Fm]We're all gonna be just
Jeff Henscheid
henschj5753@cobra.uni.edu
DIRT IN THE GROUND (1992, Waits, Brennan)
[G#m] [C#m] [F#(m] [G#m] [G#m] [C#m] [F#(m] [G#m] [G#m] What does it [C#m]matter? [G#m] A dream of love or a [C#m] dream of lies?
F# (sustain) C# thingee D#
We're all gonna be the same place when we die.
[G#m] Your spirit don't leave [C#m]knowing [G#m] your face or your [C#m]name,
F# (sustain) C# thingee D#
And the wind through your bones is all that remains, and
We[G#m]'re all gonna [C#m]be...[F#(m] [G#m]
(embellish with sparse and groovy guitar licks according to your listening pleasure)
...We're all gonna be just dirt in the ground.
The quill from a buzzard, blood writes the word,
I want to know am I the sky or a bird,
'Cause hell is boilin' over, and heaven is full,
We're chained to the world and we've all gotta pull.
And we're all gonna be...just dirt in the ground.
Now the killer was smiling, with nerves made of stone;
He climbed the stairs and the gallows groaned;
And the people's hearts were pounding, they were throbbing they were red,
As he swung over the crowd I heard the hangman said
We're all gonna be ...just dirt in the ground.
Now Cain slew Abel, he killed him with a stone;
The sky cracked open and the thunder groaned;
Along a river of flesh can these dry bones live?
Ask a king or a beggar and the answer they'll give
Is we're all gonna be...just dirt in the ground.
C# thingee: 445464 (the dirtier the better, eh?)
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