An Atlas To Follow - Wild Sweet Orange
We Have Cause To Be Uneasy
Standard Tuning
D F#m
Go back, baby, the way you came.
G
I made a trail to mark the way.
Drops of wine and crumbs of flesh,
D A
Hurry back, child, before you're dead.
D F#m
I can't pretend now that you're alive.
G
I know I'm dancing with the dead tonight.
Heaving bodies in the front yard lights,
D A
They're easing off the glory of the truth denied.
(CHORUS)
Bm
This little light of mine,
D
Shine bright and blind the reaper's eyes.
Bm
Hear you stomping on the tops of pines.
D
We rest as death lays on his knife.
D
The moon ain't pulling at the waves tonight,
F#m G
It's dragging me around just like it drug the tide.
Oh, these great hands that pull my life,
D A
They drug me outside of y'all's house last night
Where I said,
D
"Pack it up boys. Gather all your stuff.
F#m G
In this old money town, it's easy to get stuck."
D
I left the flashlights by the road, uh-oh-way-oh
A
and an atlas to follow.
(BACK TO CHORUS) x2
D
We rest as death lays on his knife.
D
We rest as death lays on his knife.
D
We rest as death lays on his knife.
