Wheatfields Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

C♯Outside the wind is raging

Blowing the wheatfields all away

And now the game is changing

And now the rules are thrown away

BAnd the cards are turning

G♯mAnd my mouth is dry

 As Eher dress is falling

 Before myF♯ eyes, my eyes, my eyes

C♯AnC♯d now the hands are turning

And now the clocks are changing

Beauty is on the matress

Left in the patterns from her skin

And her clothes are falling

And her dress's mine

And her skin is holy

Like the sky, the sky, the sky

And our clothes are falling

And our mouths are dry

And our skin is falling

Like the sky, the sky, the sky

Outside the wind is raging

Blowing the wheatfields all away

And now the game is changing

And now the rules are thrown away

And now the rules are thrown away

And now the rules are thrown away

Away