Tom Waits - Dirt in the Ground 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.edu Date: Mon, 02 Dec 1996 07:16:30 -0800 From: msue Subject: TAB: Dirt in the Ground, Tom Waits 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?) Enjoy!