Waits Tom

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Tom Waits--Dirt in the Ground (written by T. Waits and Kathleen Brennan)
from Bone Machine--1992



Verse 1:
Fm           Db      Fm
What does it matter, a dream of love
              Db
Or a dream of lies
      Eb                    Ab
We're all gonna be the same place
        C7
When we die
Fm                      Db
Your spirit don't leave knowing
Fm                Db
Your face or your name
        Eb
And the wind through your bones
   Ab       C7
Is all that remains
Fm                  Db   Eb  Fm
And we're all gonna be...
(4 times)
Fm (sung only)
Just dirt in the ground


Verse 2:
Fm               Db
The quill from a buzzard
Fm                   Db
The blood writes the word
          Eb            Ab
I want to know am I the sky
       C7
or the bird
       Fm      Db
'Cause hell is boiling over
Fm            Db
And heaven is full
      Eb
We're chained to the world
    Ab           C7
And we all gotta pull
Fm                  Db  Eb  Fm
And we're all gonna be...
(4 times)
Fm
...Just dirt in the ground


Verse 3:
        Fm         Db
Now the killer was smiling
     Fm             Db
With nerves made of stone
Eb
He climbed the stairs
        Ab      C7
And the gallows groaned
        Fm                   Db
And the people's hearts were pounding
          Fm                   Db
They were throbbing, they were red
      Eb
As he swung out over the crowd
            Ab      C7
I heard the hangman said
Fm              Db   Eb  Fm
We're all gonna be...
(4 times)
Fm
Just dirt in the ground


Verse 4:
    Fm        Db
Now Cain slew Abel
   Fm                Db
He killed him with a stone
    Eb
The sky cracked open
        Ab      C7
And the thunder groaned
Fm               Db
Along a river of flesh
Fm                  Db
Can these dry bones live?
      Eb
Ask a king or a beggar
        Ab             C7
And the answer they'll give
Fm                 Db  Eb  Fm
Is we're all gonna be...
(4 times)
Fm
We're all gonna be just


Jeff Henscheid
henschj5753@cobra.uni.eduZ



DIRT IN THE GROUND (1992, Waits, Brennan)

G#m                     C#m                  F#(m)                         G#m
G#m                     C#m                  F#(m)                         G#m

G#m                     C#m                  G#m                         C#m
     What does it       matter?                A dream of love or a       dream of lies?
F#                       (sustain)             C# thingee                   D#
         We're all gonna be the same           place when we                die.
G#m                            C#m           G#m                           C#m
    Your spirit don't leave    knowing         your face or your           name,
F#                       (sustain)           C# thingee                    D#
    And the wind through your bones is       all that                    remains, and
  G#m                    C#m                 F#(m)                             G#m
We're all gonna          be...
   (embellish with sparse and groovy guitar licks according to your listening pleasure)
...We're all gonna be just dirt in the ground.

The quill from a buzzard,  blood writes the word,
I want to know am I the sky or  a bird,
'Cause hell is boilin' over, and heaven is full,
We're chained to the world and we've all gotta pull.
And we're all gonna be...just dirt in the ground.

Now the killer was smiling, with nerves made of stone;
He climbed the stairs and the gallows groaned;
And the people's hearts were pounding, they were throbbing they were red,
As he swung over the crowd I heard the hangman said
We're all gonna be ...just dirt in the ground.

Now Cain slew Abel, he killed him with a stone;
The sky cracked open and the thunder groaned;
Along a river of flesh can these dry bones live?
Ask a king or a beggar and the answer they'll give
Is we're all gonna be...just dirt in the ground.

C# thingee:  445464 (the dirtier the better, eh?)