The Plague
The Mountain Goats
[Intro]
D G D G D A D
[Verse 1]
D Em
There will be blue skies
G A D Em G A
Above the green and verdant plain
A D Em
Churns will swell with fresh butter
G A D Em G A
There will be an abundance of sweet grain
A D G
And we will rise from our sleep
G D G
We won't have time to choose what things we'll keep
[Chorus]
G D G
And rivers will all turn to blood
D G
Frogs will fall from the sky
D A G A
And the plague will rage through the countryside
A D G
La la la la
G D G
La la la la
G D A D Em G A Em A
La la la, la la la, la la la
[Verse 2]
A D Em
There will be cotton clouds
G A D Em G A
Above the fields as white as cream
A D Em G
There will be loud singing in the churches
A D Em G A
As we all come out to take one for the team
A G
And all our great schemes and plans
D G
Will slip like fishes from our hands
[Chorus]
G D G
And rivers will all turn to blood
D G
Frogs will fall from the sky
D A G A
And the plague will cover the country with its anger
A D G
La la la la
G D G
La la la la
G D A D Em G A Em A
La la la, la la la, la la la hey
[Outro]
Em G A D Em G A D D