c g
steering the plow, dirt and worms
f c
sun blistering, brow of sweat
g f
swarms of flies, swatted by the tail
c g
day took it's blood, the night's a' coming
f g c
rocks and stones and boulders
if she would just let me hold her
we could keep growing older
g f c
ohhhh, at the red hour
one blade runner, leather straps
wallowing legs, aching back
at the red hour, the evening light
clouds illuminate, the night's a' coming
steering the plow, dirt and worms
f c
sun blistering, brow of sweat
g f
swarms of flies, swatted by the tail
c g
day took it's blood, the night's a' coming
f g c
rocks and stones and boulders
if she would just let me hold her
we could keep growing older
g f c
ohhhh, at the red hour
one blade runner, leather straps
wallowing legs, aching back
at the red hour, the evening light
clouds illuminate, the night's a' coming