F Chord makes my Fingers Bleed
All across the plain there’s a heavy kind of drone
And the picking has cleared the fields
And every one’s talkin’ bout where to go next
Some with scars on hearts to keep
But me I ain’t go…
So glad you reposted this with Last of the Summer Flies as I…
YES !!
Lovely guitar playing Steve!
Excellent lyrics and fit into the playing. Super cool.