Brooke Fraser (Brooke Ligertwood) – Crows And Locusts (Guitar)

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Chords

Intro 1:
F   
It was the year

                          Am
The crows and the locusts came

    C                      G
The fields drained dry the rain

                       Dm
The fields are bleeding
Intro 2: Am C Csus4 C G Verse 1:
Am                        F C    Csus4 C
"Daddy don't cry, it'll be alright"

G            Am 
She puts some water on the wound
And hums a little tune
    F      C                      G
While her courage puddles on the ground

F        G     F
Pooling, pooling
Verse 2:
Am                          F C  Csus4 C                            
See the murder and the swarm descend

G      Am          
And the night is getting thick
The moon telling her tricks
 F     C                    G
She'd betray her every time
Chorus
           F   
It was the year

                          Am
The crows and the locusts came

    C                      G
The fields drained dry the rain

                     F
The fields are bleeding

           F
It was the age

                       Am
The foxes came for the fields

C                               G                         
We were bleeding as we bowed to kneel

                                 F
And prayed for mercy, prayed for mercy

    Am
The rumble is low and the heat is high

      G                                    F
Got a feeling that there's rain out in the oil black sky

      Am                              
Gonna chase away the devil when that sun does rise

      F
Gonna plead the blood

      F
Gonna plead the blood
Instrumental: Am G E F Dm Am E F C E F Dm Am E F C E F Dm Am E F C E F Dm Am E Chorus
           F   
It was the year

                          Am
The crows and the locusts came

    C                      G
The fields drained dry the rain

               F
The fields are bleeding

           F
It was the age

                       Am
The foxes came for the fields

C                               G                         
We were bleeding as we bowed to kneel

                                 F
And prayed for mercy, prayed for mercy

     Am 
She limps on up to the top of a mount

G                     F
Looks at the faltered harvest

           Am
Feels her sweat in the ground and the burn in her nose

        G                
And the knowing in her gut

            F
Something's still gonna grow
She ain't leaving 'till it does.
Am            Em       C
What can wash away my sin

G                     F
Nothing but the blood

Am               Em    C
What can make me whole again

G                    F
Nothing but the blood