Am
My Brothers Blood boils in my arms.
         C
Balls my fingers into fists.
           Dm
It bubbles blisters burns my palms.
               G
It floods with fury fights and fits.

[Verse]
             Am
It’s got the good guy in me hiding.
            C
It kicks my humble heart around.
            Dm
It’s got me fiending for the fire
           G
That could finish off this town.
Oh it’s got me good.

[Interlude]
Am, C, Dm, G (x3)

[Chorus]
            Am
My brothers blood on the cherry tree.
             C
It stains to bark from branch to root.
           Dm
It puddles thick with pits and leaves.
              G
It stains the sweetness from the fruit.
 
[Verse]
            Am
It's got me looking for communion.
            C
Some hiding spot off underground.
        Dm
An open plot I could climb into.
        G
A lightning promise in my mouth.
            C                G
A black out oath I swore and meant.
           Dm         Am
I couldn’t conger up again.
        C        G     F        E        Am
I don’t know one thing about my brother’s blood.
    G
No, oh.
        Am             E                  Am
I don’t know one thing about my brother’s blood.

[Solo]
Am, C, Dm, G (x5)

[Verse]
                  Am
It’s my brother’s blood in my dirty lung.
               C
On my crooked mouth and my swollen tongue.
              Dm
On my fathers gun. On each strangers face.
                      G
Across the blue bird sky. On every hand I shake.
             Am
Night after night, on each chuckled prayer.
              C
Such sweet relief, my fist full of hair.
                    Dm
And each desperate drug for elusive peace.
                    G
And every endless night and every wasted week.
            Am
All that dialogue doubling back on me.
                   C
All that tangled talk. All my growling need.
                   Dm
It’s my brother’s back. It’s my father’s arms
                G
Every twisted fact. In my sorry heart. (My sorry heart.)

[Interlude]
Am, C, Dm, G (x3)

[Outro]
              C                     G
I spit and I scream 'What’s done is done'.
              Dm             Am
Go make your peace with everyone.
        C        G     F        E        Am
I don’t know one thing about my brother’s blood.
    G
No, oh.
        Am             E                  Am
I don’t know one thing about my brother’s blood.