Creepish amazingness from old MJ once again. Tuned a half step down. G C Am Em When I Got Home There Was Blood on the Door G C Am Em Saw you Lyin on the kitchen floor G C Am Em I ran down the hallway and I saw what he did G C Am Em I saw our little bitty baby lyin dead in her crib G C Am Em Theres a black wind blowin G C Am Em There's a black wind blowin G C There's a black wind blowin outside our gates Am Em tryin to blow this place into outer space G C Am Em There's a black wind blowin I didn't bother pickin up the phone Want to get there first I want ya all alone There's gonna be blood on the walls on a highway south Your scripture won't save you when my guns in your mouth Chorus I was 18 when I first came here Just me and my brother tryin to disappear He chose the prophet baby I chose you From that day I feared what he could do Chorus I took the corner and I gunned it hard Drove my truck into your front yard You came out runnin but I was too fast I took out your legs and dropped you in the grass There people outside I heard somebody scream My whole life became a movie screen I remembered us jumpin on mommas bed She was yellin be careful or you bump your head I stuck my gun up under your chin My hand was shakin so I dug it in You started laughin said I understand You wish you couldn't but I know you can, You can