By Josh Ritter
chords figured out by Matt Rowley
Capo 3rd fret
intro G
[G]Dirt roads and dryland farming might be the death of me
but I c[C]an't leave this world be[G]hind
[G]My debts are not like prisons where there's hope of getting free
and I c[C]an't leave this world be[G]hind
[D]Now I've been from here to Lawrence Kan[C]sas
[D]trying to leave my state of m[C]ind
[D]trying to leave this awful s[C]adness
but I can't leave this world [G]behind.
[G]South of Delia there's a patch out back the willow trees
but I c[C]an't leave this world be[G]hind
[G]It's a fenced-in piece of nothing where I hear voices on my knees
and I c[C]an't leave this world be[G]hind
[D]Some prophecies are self-ful[C]filling
[D]I've had to work for all of mi[C]ne
[D]better times will come to me, Go[C]d-willing
Cause I can't leave this world[G] behind.
(Accordian/guitar duet solor... fade)
[G]Well this world must be frightening everybody's on the run
and I c[C]an't leave this world be[G]hind
[G]My house is a wooden one and it's built on a wooden one
seems I c[C]an't leave this world b[G]ehind
[D]Preacher says that when the master c[C]alls us
[D]He's gonna give us wings to fl[C]y
[D]But my wings are made of hay and c[C]orn husks
So I can't leave this world be[G]hind.
chords figured out by Matt Rowley
Capo 3rd fret
intro G
[G]Dirt roads and dryland farming might be the death of me
but I c[C]an't leave this world be[G]hind
[G]My debts are not like prisons where there's hope of getting free
and I c[C]an't leave this world be[G]hind
[D]Now I've been from here to Lawrence Kan[C]sas
[D]trying to leave my state of m[C]ind
[D]trying to leave this awful s[C]adness
but I can't leave this world [G]behind.
[G]South of Delia there's a patch out back the willow trees
but I c[C]an't leave this world be[G]hind
[G]It's a fenced-in piece of nothing where I hear voices on my knees
and I c[C]an't leave this world be[G]hind
[D]Some prophecies are self-ful[C]filling
[D]I've had to work for all of mi[C]ne
[D]better times will come to me, Go[C]d-willing
Cause I can't leave this world[G] behind.
(Accordian/guitar duet solor... fade)
[G]Well this world must be frightening everybody's on the run
and I c[C]an't leave this world be[G]hind
[G]My house is a wooden one and it's built on a wooden one
seems I c[C]an't leave this world b[G]ehind
[D]Preacher says that when the master c[C]alls us
[D]He's gonna give us wings to fl[C]y
[D]But my wings are made of hay and c[C]orn husks
So I can't leave this world be[G]hind.