Folklore

[Verso 1] Cm Never once believed believed in all the stories from the woods G7 G All the witches and demons, house that lived on one foot Cm Fm Ab Well the sickness stretched it's hands out from under the treeline G Cm G Cm Oh no fire spread through town, everyone's lost their mind [Refrão] Eb Ab Still I wonder when do we all go Db Db7 How many bones can the earth hold Gb Bb Is it our grave or is it our home [Verso 2] Cm Fm Cm Fm G7 Cm Ab Cm G Cm Fm Cm Preacher's hous casts a larger shadow than mine Fm G His pockets ring just a littl bit louder than mine Cm Fm Abm Ab Oh he says we're all just waiting for the same ride Cm G Cm No first class, no coach, we all pay the same price [Refrão] Bbm Bb Eb Eb7 Ab Still I wonder when do we all go Db How many bones can the earth hold Gb Bb Is it our grave or is it our home [Verso 3] Cm Fm Cm Fm G7 Cm Ab Cm G Cm Cm Lantern washed the night from underneath of the trees Fm G7 I could hear the drums from Hell and all the dancing of the feet Cm Fm Ab What I saw there next made me reach for my knife Cm G Cm Made my eyes sink six feet through my skull, took the body from my life [Refrão] Bbm Bb Eb Eb7 Ab Still I wonder when do we all go Db How many bones can the earth hold Gb Bb Is it our grave or is it our home