Dime Store Prophets

feels like rain(Tabs)

Dime Store Prophets

Key: D

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Riff1: 
D|--7-7-5-5-7--7-5--| 
A|--0-0-0-0-0--0-0--| 
 
Riff2: 
G|-------------------7p5----------| 
D|--7-x-5-x-7-x-5--7----h7-x-5-7--| 
 
D chord fill:  chords in this order(you can figure out the rhythm) 
e|-----------------| 
B|--5---5---5---0--| 
G|--5---5---5---5--| 
D|--7---6---5---4--| 
A|--5---5---5---5--| 
E|-----------------|
Riff1 Riff1 I cut accross a dust bowl, Indian autumn sky. The land was parched and tirsty, like a widowed mother's cry. I slipped through voodoo mystics, merchants and the thieves. The air smelt like religion, enlightenment's not free. D C Riff1 Riff1 The road was filled with followers, panting for a cure. A streetside hippie guru, beckoned me 'Come near'. His clothes smelled like patchouli, his blanket offered oils. Tried to see me talismans, for the road that was within. D Riff2 Oh feels like rain... x2 Riff1 Riff1 I saw it in the factories, where sweat has lost it's price. I watched it in the hospice halls, and tried to hold a smile. I saw it in suburbia, where bumper stickers preach. If truth is all so relative, then why do we still reach. D Riff2 Oh, feels like rain, I wish the sky would open up all over me... D chord fill: 2x clean 2x thick 2x thin Riff1 Riff1 We've got angels on the television, prophets on the news. Doomsday rocket scientists, to save me from my blues. A spiritual awakening for the working stitch. I never walk into the light, unless I know who turned the switch. D Riff2 Oh feels like rain I wish the sky would open up all over me... D chord fill: 1x

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