Oops, an error
Loading. Please wait.

Everybodys Hurting ukulele

version 1
version 1

Whole song

86 views 1 this week
no commentswrite comment
1 2 3 4 5
3 more votes to show rating
add to favorites
×
Save as Personal and add changes to this tab that will be seen only by you. Learn more ›
×
You can save this tab as Personal to edit and correct it or add notes. All changes will be seen only by you. Learn more »
launch autoscroll
font size
0
reset
transpose
0
reset
display chords
guitar tuner
edit
Autoscroll
slow
fast
+/-
esc
set tempo
stop
Difficulty
Strumming
There is no strumming pattern for this song yet. and get +5 IQ
Everybody's Hurting
by Jakob Dylan

C#m                                      E 
Been walking the dirt floor, my eyes are open Lord 
          A                    G#m
Where did you go, have we just left you bored? 
C#m                 E
On down this unholy well we rolled 
         A               G#m
Stirring barrels in hell to be warm 


             A                  E
It's further back down than the high ground 
               B               E 
Ain't milk and honey, we're movin' round 
     A            E
Only one thing is certain 
       B
That's everybody 
            C#m        C#m
Everybody's hurting 


C#m                                E
We come from the country where the rain follows plow 
        A                           G#m 
And the evenings are cold enough to pluck your feathers out 
C#m                  E                A
We hear your engines roaring deep and loud
                             G#m 
As we work the mules on this bludgeoned ground

 
A                  E
We've hunted these hills dry
              B                         E
We've long outlasted the winter and our last wood pile
     A            E
Only one thing is certain 
       B
That's everybody 
            C#m
Everybody's hurting 


A                        A
Through rolling acres of boneyards we drift 
    E                         E
Our spirits' been broken been splintered to bits
A                               A 
Faith is believing what you see ain't so 
G#m                                 G#m
My sweetheart we've got to learn to live with these ghosts
G#m               G#m        
They can't leave; we can't...

A   E   B   E   
go... 

A   E   B   C#m


C#m                         E
We'd sell this valley if we could go north 
          A                 G#m
Where the sun sets dripping buckets of gold 
C#m                                  E                           
Through snow topped thunderheads and rows of wind clouds 
A                                   G#m
Coming down this mountain how sweet salvation sounds 


         A                    E
With our hands out like lowly pilgrims 
       B                        E
As the old men death salute the young ones in
        A                    E
Already know what we're just learning 
       B
That's everybody
            C#m         C#m
Everybody's hurting

            
            
Suggest correction
Creating personal tab
Creating personal tab
You can edit any tab online and save it as your Personal.

You can edit, replace or remove any tab part or add personal notes – all changes will be seen only by you.

Personal tabs can be accessed anytime from any device, even offline.
Learn more »
Give kudos to tab author, rate the tab!
1 2 3 4 5
comments
print report bad tab
guest
Wanna post a correction for this tab? Suggest correction