Oh Hark by Lisa Mitchell

Oh Hark by Lisa Mitchell

(The Acoustic Demo's Lyrics differ slightly, but the chords are still the same)

The rest of the song uses the same chords all the way through


Intro
E

A                               E
Once again I leave my grave
A                               E
Dirt and daisies hit the pave
        B
But no sooner than I have turned
A                                      
I hear the devil's cooking up a new storm

A                                     E
My world ends on a regular basis
A                                     E
Yeah I fed quick and lonesome places
  B 
No sooner that I am dead
   A                                        
I feel the ravens tugging at my hair

    E
Oh! Hark!
                D                       A                       E
Do you a hear a voice like velvet through the night sky
                D                  A                      E
Do you hear the fickle hand of fate at my side
              D                            A                  E
And all those that god has sinned with hope in his stride

       E
And watch out
              D                      A                  E
Watch for them camouflaged and crouched in the shadows
          D               A                      E
Oh they couldn't hold a candle up to you
           D                A              E
But they stand as tall as you in broad daylight too

Oh! Hark!

Once again I leave my grave
And dirt and daisies hit the pave
But no sooner than I am dead
I feel the ravens tugging at my hair

Once again I leave my grave
Like a bird out of its cage
No sooner that I have won
I feel the storm clouds plotting against the sun

Oh! Hark!
Do you a hear a voice like velvet through the night sky
Do you hear the fickle hand of fate at my side
And all those that god has sinned with hope in his stride

And watch out
Watch for them camouflaged and crouched in the shadows
Oh they couldn't hold a candle up to you
But they stand as tall as you in broad daylight too
Oh! Hark!

Oh! Hark!
Do you a hear a voice like velvet through the night sky
Do you hear the fickle hand of fate at my side
And all those that god has sinned with hope in his stride

And watch out
Watch for them camouflaged and crouched in the shadows
Oh they couldn't hold a candle up to you
But they stand as tall as you in broad daylight too
Oh! Hark! 

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