Brett Anderson — Wheatfields

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Main Riff
C#
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C# (main riff)
Outside the wind is raging
Blowing the wheatfields all away
And now the game is changing
And now the rules are thrown away

B
And the cards are turning
G#m
And my mouth is dry
   E
As her dress is falling
         F#
Before my eyes, my eyes, my eyes

C#
C#
And 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		
    

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