A,D,A


A                               D                 A
Up Falling Rock Hill where the leaves swoop like bats

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I shot my brother William five times in the back

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"Have mercy, have mercy, dear brother" he cried

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But the wind had no mercy and neither did I

E                            D           A
I watched as his blood ran through dead grass

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I watched as the black ants crawled through his hands

A                        D            A
Up falling Rock Hill the wind softly moaned

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And down, down came I with blood on my clothes

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Cicadas were hissing and the whippoorwill called

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But the earth didn't open and the sky didn't fall

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B|-----------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----------------------------------------------------------|
D|--2--------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----4-2-0-0----------0-2-2~2~-0---------------------------|
E|----------------4-0-2--------------------------------------|

E|------------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------------------------------|
D|--2---------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----4-2-0-0----------0-2~0---------------------------------|
E|----------------4-0-2---------------------------------------|


A                            D            A
Round falling rock hill, the wind softly moans

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And black ants they crawl 'cross my dear brothers bones

E               D          A
Wine red roses tangle the grass

A                                D           A
Where William, sweet William his blood once ran

A                         D               A
Through the dead leaves I walked on till one

A                          D               A
And wherever I stepped the black creatures run

E                            D             A
Cicadas were hissing and the whippoorwill calls

A                                   D          A
But the earth doesn't open and the sky doesn't fall

A                              D            A
The earth doesn't open and the sky doesn't fall.