This is fingerpicked originally, so John does a lot of playing around with notes within the chords.
just listen to him play it and you can figure a lot of them out. For example, sometimes he adds the high G 
(High E string, 3rd fret) to the C chord or leaves the B string open on the G6 chord. Also the Fadd9 chord 
can also be played as a Fmaj or Fm7 and it sounds right. Again, this being an adaptation of a fingerpicked
song kind of makes the exact chords somewhat fluid.

[Intro]
          

[Verse]


Come down from

 your mountain
          
I miss your ho

    
ly shouting
              
These days I c

              
an't make you 

         
make a sound
         
Take me to the

  
 times when
         
We'd look up t

       
o the skies
              
And climb up t

              
here and draw 

             
the thunder do


wn
         
Now I'm forcin

g myself into
            
What you've al

       
ready been thr

ough
              
But darling I 

              
can't help the

        
 way I feel
         
And you need s

          
omething stron

ger
         
A drug to kill

      
 the hunger
              
And ease the a

            
wful pain of l

       
iving here

[Chorus]

            
And I'm the ki

              
nd of love it 

          
hurts to look 

at
            
And maybe we s

              
hould take it 

     
as a sign
         
When I'm strun

          
g out on leavi

ng
         
Exalting all m

   
y demons
              
And you don't 

            
care for me en

         
ough to cry

          

[Verse]


I dreamt I'd t

ake you with m

e
            
And you'd say 

        
you forgive me
              
And we'd live 

              
out some easy,

          
 ancient song
          
Now we're out 

            
here unattende

d
          
In the splendi

            
d loving remem

brance
              
You lost the m

            
ind to even do

      
 me wrong

[Chorus]

            
And I'm the ki

              
nd of love it 

         
hurts to look 

at
            
But once I was

              
 enough to mak

      
e you try
         
Now I'm undern

          
eath the rubbl

e
         
Trying not to 

         
feel the troub

le
              
And you don't 

            
care for me en

         
ough to cry

          

[Chorus/Outro]

            
So here's to h

              
oping I can ch

    
ange tomorrow
            
You wanted har

              
d as nails cut

      
 and dry
         
But I beg, ste

         
al, and borrow
         
I'm so damn go

        
od at sorrow
              
And you don't 

            
care for me en

         
ough to cry