Prowl Great Cain Chords by The Mountain Goats

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_ _ _ Gather jewels from [G] graveyards when I [A] get home, bury them again.
[D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
Wonder [Bm] if [G] you'll ever get a [A] chance to ask me why I [D] turned you in.
_ _ _ [F#m] _ I [Bm] saved my own skin, [G] but I live to fight, [A] I live to fight another [D] day. _
_ _ [F#m] _ Still [Bm] remember how [G] brave you were when they [A] came to take you [Em] away. _ _ _
[Bm] _ [A] And I feel guilty, but I can't [G] feel ashamed.
I _ _ [D] _ [A] prowl through _ [G] empty fields, but _ [F#m] I _ _ [Bm]
see a ghost [G] up on the [A] boulevard, between a broken [D] place. _
_ _ [F#m] _ It's hard to [Bm] tell gifts of [G] the spirit [A] from clever [D] counterfeits. _ _ _
[F#m] _ [Bm] Sleep walks through my [A] days and [G] marks the hours [A] until these dark [D] times fade.
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[Bm] Like a [G] caterpillar crawling [A] out along the surface of the [Em] glade.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ [A] And I feel guilty, but I can't [G] feel ashamed.
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Prowl [A] through [G] empty fields, _ rummage _ _ [A] through the dead and _ [G] storehouse now.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [G] And lick the sweat from [A] my [F#m] brow, saw [Bm] the trucks roll out [G] this morning, not [A] sure when they're
coming back again. _
_ _ [F#m] _ Feel [Bm] the prickings of [G] my conscience in [A] my chest every [D] now and then.
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_ [Bm] Sometimes a great wave [G] of forgetfulness [A] rises up and [D] blesses me.
_ _ _ _ [F#m] And [Bm] other times [G] sickness howls and [A] I despair of any [Em] remedy.
_ _ _ [A] _ [Bm] [D] And I feel guilty, but [A] I can't [G] feel ashamed.
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Prowl through [G] empty fields, great pain. _ _
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