Chords for The Scythe

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_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] End [G] of the day, [F#] at the end of the harvest, [Em] _
[G] with the sun going [E] _ _ down.
_ End [G] of the row, with the [E]
last one [A] behind us, _ [G] and the last sheaf [E] is bound.
_ _ _ [Am] Yet over and over, _ [C] before sleep takes [Am] my eyes,
_ [F#] over and over, I [F] see the flash of the _ _ sights [Em] coming down.
[G] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [A] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ [Em] Light up a [G]
candle [Am] to see [E] in the old way, [Em] _ _
[G] with the sun [Am] going down.
[F#] _ _ _
[Em] Don't quite [G] understand how it burns up a [A] whole day, [Em] _ without making a [E] sound.
But [Am] in some flint of your shoulder, _ [C] some look in your eye,
[F#] I see the fear of disorder, [F] the fear of the sight _ _ _ [E] coming down.
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_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
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_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [C] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _
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_ _ _ _ [E] Sharp [G] is the blade that [E] can cut through the [D] twilight, _ [E] _
[G] with the sun going [Am] down.
_ [A] _
[E] It cuts [G] through the days and the [A] chains [F#] in our own [Em] lives, _ [G] but at last it comes [E] _ around.
_ _ [Am] And everything changes, [C] _ everything dies, [D] in [F#] a teary [D] reflection, I see [F] the flash of the sights. _ _ _ _