Abigail Washburn - Chains

      C
Carried on a fire
                  Ab
Like a spark in black smoke
      Bb           Ab     Cm      Ab
To a place where no one spoke his name
C
Burning black
Bb    Ab
Expectations
        Bb    Ab    Cm       Ab
Could a destination make his name
                Bb
Running out of time standing still
                    Ab
Something's gotta change or nothing will
            Bb
You gotta leave your home rattle all your bones
           Ab
And shake off of your chains
              Bb
All of your chains
              Ab
All of your chains
              Bb
All of your chains
              Ab
All of your chains

 C             Bb
New to an old town
                    Ab
But a town that knew him
                  Bb    Ab          Cm       Ab
She could stare right through his youthful face
       C
Morning came
  Bb    A
A cool collector
         Bb       Ab
And the more and more she took
Cm  Eb         Fm      Ab
she took the less he gave
                Bb
Running out of time standing still
                    Ab
Something's gotta change or nothing will
            Bb
You gotta leave your home rattle all your bones
        Ab     Eb     Ab
And shake off of your chains
              Bb
All of your chains
              Ab
All of your chains
              Bb
All of your chains
              Ab
All of your chains

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