This is how I play the song. Suggestions and corrections welcome!
Am C
Eat the young, taste the blood, they don't know a thing about us
Am C
Shake their bones, throw them out, we make something new out of things lost
G Am
I will be the lumberjack and you will be the tree
Am C
And if you go chasing rabbits then you know you've gone too far
Am C
The lines in your hands are the map to show you where you are
G Am
I will be the boat and you will be the sea
C
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-bo, bo-ah-oh-ah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-bo, bo-ah-oh-ah
G Am C
Am C
And if you would find feelings where there should be none
Am C
Bury them deep before you do something that can't be undone
G Am
I will be the fire and you will be the house
C Am C Am G Am C
Am C
And if you just lay down, I'll fill up those eyes with sea
Am C
A cold wind's blowing, the cold wind that came with me
G Am
I will be the forest and you will be the dead tree
C
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-bo, bo-ah-oh-ah
C
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-bo, bo-ah-oh-ah
G Am C
(flute sounds)
Am C
Eat the young, taste the blood, stab the night with water knives
Am C
Shake their bones let them know that there are mountains in their eyes
G Am
I will be the lumberjack and you will be the tree
C Am C Am G Am C