Hey Leute, 3. Tab ;))
Meine akkustische Version von diesem Song.
Viel Spa?!

Hey guys, 3. tab ;))
My acoustic version of this song.
Have fun!

Dm* A#* A*  <- Standart/default
Dm 10|12|12|10|10|10
C  8|10|10|9|8|8
A# 6|8|8|7|6|6
A  5|7|7|6|5|5
Gm 3|5|5|3|3|3
B  7|9|9|8|7|7 

Dm  A  Gm  A  Dm  A  Gm  A  A#  Dm*

 Dm              A            Gm             A 
Spare me your judgements and spare me your dreams
        Dm      A               Gm        A
Cause recently mine have been tearing my seams
        A#                                         Dm*
I sit alone in this winter clarity which clouds my mind


 Dm           A            Gm           A
Alone in the wind and the rain you left me
       Dm           A      Gm          A
It's getting dark darling, too dark to see
        A#                                         Dm*
And I'm on my knees, and your faith in shreds, it seems


Dm  C  B  A#  A  Gm  F  A*  Dm*
Dm  C  B  A#  A  Gm  F  A*  Dm*


   Dm     A              Gm              A
Corrupted by the simple sniff of riches blown
   Dm           A               Gm               A 
I know you have felt much more love than you've shown
        A#                                      Dm*
And I'm on my knees and the water creeps to my chest


     Dm*
But plant your hope with good seeds
       Dm*
Don't cover yourself with thistle and weeds
 A#*                   Dm*
Rain down, rain down on me
     Dm*
Look over your hills and be still
    Dm*
The sky above us shoots to kill
 A#*                    Dm*
Rain down, rain down on me
   
Dm*  Dsus2  Dsus4  Dm*
Dm*  Dsus2  Dsus4  Dm* A#*
Dm*  Dsus2  Dsus4  Dm*
Dm*  Dsus2  Dsus4  Dm* A#*

5x -\
     \

     Dm*  Dsus2  Dsus4  Dm*
But   I   will   hold   on
     Dm*  Dsus2  Dsus4  Dm* A#*
      I   will   hold   on hope


Dm*  Dsus2  Dsus4  Dm*
Dm*  Dsus2  Dsus4  Dm* A#*
Dm*  Dsus2  Dsus4  Dm*
Dm*  Dsus2  Dsus4  Dm* A#* Dm*

 
    Dm          A                Gm                  A
I begged you to hear me, there's more than flesh and bones
         Dm            A               Gm           A 
Let the dead bury the dead, they will come out in droves
              A#                                               Dm*
But take the spade from my hands and fill in the holes you've made


     Dm*
But plant your hope with good seeds
       Dm*
Don't cover yourself with thistle and weeds
 A#*                    Dm*
Rain down, rain down on me