Vic Chesnutt
This Cruel Thing
[Intro]
All words need to be sung; nobody's ever had this word in a song before, as a matter of fact, every word needs to be in a song. Every word. They're all important
[Verse 1]
Weeping, sad and lonely
When this cruel thing is over
Hopes and fears, how vain
When this cruel thing is over
When this cruel thing is over
[Verse 2]
Oft in dreams I see you
On the battle plain
Sadly breathing, fallen
When this cruel thing is over
When this cruel thing is over
[Verse 3]
If amid din of battle
Nobly you should fall
I'll whisper words in your honor
When this cruel thing is over
When this cruel thing is over
When this cruel thing is over
(When this cruel thing is over)
When this cruel thing is over
(When this cruel thing is over)
When this cruel thing is over
(When this cruel thing is over)
When this cruel thing is over
(When this cruel thing is over)
When this cruel thing is over
(When this cruel thing is over)
When this cruel thing is over
(When this cruel thing is over)
When this cruel thing is over