CAPO: 3rd Fret
INTRO: C
Here I am in my own Bad[G]lands
[C]Here I [F]wait and [C]here I [G]stand
Went [C]searching [F]for the [C]distant [G]past
Found [F]three red rocks and a piece of [C]glass
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
And the redstone, ironstone scoured [G]land[F]
Rock of ages in coloured [C]bands
And I climbed to the [F]top, to the [C]top of the [G]hill
If I [F]hadn't come down I'd be climbing [C]still
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
And the [G]Red Deer River runs muddy and [C]brown
Choked by the [F]dust of the [C]hills a[G]round
And the [C]sun in the [F]sky [C]standing [G]still
And the [F]river's rolling and it always [C]will
Through my own Bad[G]lands
Through my [F]own Bad[C]lands
Through my own Bad[G]lands
Through my [F]own Bad[C]lands
You can count the [F]layers of the [C]past and [G]gone
You can [F]smell the rain of the coming [C]storm
Inside my [F]head is [C]just the [G]same
It's [F]cracked and dry and needing [C]rain
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
INSTRUMENTAL: C G F C G F C
And the [G]Red Deer River runs muddy and [C]brown
Choked by the [F]dust of the [C]hills a[G]round
And the [C]sun in the [F]sky [C]standing [G]still
And the [F]river's rolling and it always [C]will
Here I am in my own Bad[G]lands
[C]Here I [F]wait and [C]here I [G]stand
And I [C]feel a[F]bandoned, [C]quite a[G]lone
[F]Dust and rock and skin and [C]bone
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
INTRO: C
Here I am in my own Bad[G]lands
[C]Here I [F]wait and [C]here I [G]stand
Went [C]searching [F]for the [C]distant [G]past
Found [F]three red rocks and a piece of [C]glass
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
And the redstone, ironstone scoured [G]land[F]
Rock of ages in coloured [C]bands
And I climbed to the [F]top, to the [C]top of the [G]hill
If I [F]hadn't come down I'd be climbing [C]still
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
And the [G]Red Deer River runs muddy and [C]brown
Choked by the [F]dust of the [C]hills a[G]round
And the [C]sun in the [F]sky [C]standing [G]still
And the [F]river's rolling and it always [C]will
Through my own Bad[G]lands
Through my [F]own Bad[C]lands
Through my own Bad[G]lands
Through my [F]own Bad[C]lands
You can count the [F]layers of the [C]past and [G]gone
You can [F]smell the rain of the coming [C]storm
Inside my [F]head is [C]just the [G]same
It's [F]cracked and dry and needing [C]rain
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
INSTRUMENTAL: C G F C G F C
And the [G]Red Deer River runs muddy and [C]brown
Choked by the [F]dust of the [C]hills a[G]round
And the [C]sun in the [F]sky [C]standing [G]still
And the [F]river's rolling and it always [C]will
Here I am in my own Bad[G]lands
[C]Here I [F]wait and [C]here I [G]stand
And I [C]feel a[F]bandoned, [C]quite a[G]lone
[F]Dust and rock and skin and [C]bone
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands
In my own Bad[G]lands
In my [F]own Bad[C]lands