Luke Thompson - Here On The Ground Chords

 
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
2
4
3
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
X

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4

B

variations
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
6 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
4
4
4
X
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
X
3
4
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
         
         
         
         
         
X
3
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
X
3
4
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3

12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
2
3
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2
1
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
X
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
1
1
1

12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
2
No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

Intro

F B F B

FOutside the door are the empty, the poor Are the lBives that are living no mForeC FSome of them grievers or broken believers Or Bused in some meaningless wFar C BGo see for yourself if you Cthink it'll help But I jDmust cannot go there no mBore Oh Lord, I wCill not go oButside the doFor B F B FDown on the street there's a rhythm, a beat You get Bcaught up, you'll never get fFreeC FA humming of heat to a strumming of feet You Bforget who you wanted to Fbe C BAnd under the madness an Cechoing sadness ThatDm whispers you'll never be fBree Oh Lord, I wiCll not go Bdown on the strFeetB F B FOut into the city, the gruesome, the gritty The loBvers, livers and loneFly C FAway from my eyes in the thick fog, the cries Of the Bbleeding, broken and breakiFng C BYour name there is nothing, the Cstreet signs are bluffing They'll Dmput you wherever they plBease Oh Lord, I wCill not gBo into the ciFty I’Bm already jaded AlreCady I'm faded There's nDmothing to learn or to knBow Oh Lord, I wilCl not gFo B F B FUnder the bridge there, the shadowy ridge there That Bhides and is keeping us hFid C FWhere nothing is growing nor sunlight is showing Or sBhining on all that we dFid C And the Brumble of cars that goes bCellowing past They're just Dmrunning away with the wBind Oh Lord, I wCill not goB under the bridFgeB F B F B FOut into the battle, they lead you like cattle And eBven they got their own laFws C FYou won’t be locked up there, nor shot or shocked up there For sBhooting a man to the floFor C TheyB train you and break you, and rCe-educate you DmBut won’t tell you why or what fBor Oh Lord, I wCill not goB into the wFarB F B F B F B FUp into the sky where the great engines fly Where tBhey throw you and roll you like diFce C FWe've conquered the moon with explosions and fumes We haveB conquered the universe hiFgh C ButB looking back down there's a Creasoning sound That says Dmnobody gets out alBive Oh Lord, I wiCll not go Binto skFy There's Bno one around Just theC beckoning sound And there's Dmno room to dream or to grBow Oh Lord, I wCill not goF B F B(I will not gFo)B F B FHere on the ground we are lost, we are found We are Blonely, we're spinning arouFnd C FAway from the crowds and the armies of clowns Away Bfrom the carnival sounFds C And Bout of the deep where the Ctectonic sleeps And dDmarkness will follow you Bdown Oh Lord, just lCet me stay hBere on the grFound

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