Bones Young Guns [Verse 1] [Dm]Down under the n[F]ight sky[C] I lay in wait[Dm] Praying to who[F]ever would list[C]en to me.[Dm] I'd fashioned my o[F]wn cross, Been [C]crushed by it's weight[Dm] There's no stronger mess[F]age [C]Than dirt in your face. [Chorus] [A#]I've seen down the [Dm]end of the road [C]Now I deal in a different sto[A#]ry, oh And I'll [Dm]never let go a[C]gain I feel it in my b[Gm]ones, [A#]bones, bon[Dm]es I [C]feel it in [Gm]my bone[A#]s, bones, [Dm]bones [C] [Dm] [C] [Dm (azchords.com)
