Chords used
G
G/F
Em7
Cadd9
D
Bm
A
E
C
Cm
Bb
Gm
Fm
Eb
F
Ab
Dm
Am
Dsus4
C/B
Em
1.
Hippie Radio Melody
Key: GHardG
G/F
Em7
Cadd9
D
Bm
A
E
C
GG/FEm7Cadd9DG
My Gdaddy had a Pontiac on the Cadd9beige-er side of yeGllow
GHe G/Fwas a Em7young man then and Cadd9I was a litDtle felGla
GI'd play in that bench back seat and Cadd9listen to the songs get sGung
GHe couldn't G/Fcarry a Em7tune in a bucket but he'd Dsing at the Cadd9top of his lGungs
GCarry on my Em7wayward son on a hiCadd9ppie radGio
GSongs about the flower Em7babies and the bDirth of rock and roll
GAnd I was G/Fband and Em7I would stand and Cadd9we'd bounce down the rGoad
GA boy and hisG/F dad in aEm7 Pontiac with that Cadd9hippie DradiGo
GG/FEm7Cadd9D
GCan't' remember if it was seventeen, mayCadd9be eighteeGn is right
GBut I'll never G/Fforget those Em7baby blues and theCadd9 glow of that Ddashboard Glight
GI'd won her heart the week before and it waCadd9s hot right from theG start
GI busted G/Fher brother Em7Billy's mouth for mCadd9akin' funD of my carG
It was WhiteG Wedding and RebeEm7l Yell on the hippCadd9ie radio G
I was GWerewolf in Em7London, and she was DLady Marmalade's soul
GAnd I'd crank the bG/Fand, tEm7ake her hand and Cadd9we'd pull off Dback a Groad
GA boy and his G/Fgirl in a Em7Pontiac, and thCadd9e hippieD radGio
BmHey little sister what have you done A E
BmHey little sister who's the only one A E
BmHey little sister who's your superman
AHey little sister who's the one you want
BmHey little sister shot gun!
AIt's a nice day Eto start again
BmIt's a nEice day for a wDhite wedding
BmIt's a nEice day to starDt againBm.
DDCCGGGG
I Dsaw a werewolf with a CChinese menu in his Ghand
DWalking through the streets of CSoho in the Grain
DHe was looking for a Cplace called GLee Ho Fook's
DGoing to get a big dish of Cbeef chow Gmein
DAh-Cooooo, Gwerewolves of London
DAh-Cooooo G
DAh-Cooooo, Gwerewolves of London
DAh-Cooooo G
EA child arrived jusGt the other day
CAame to the world in the usEual way
EThere were planes to catch, bGills to pay
HAe learned to walk while i Ewas away
DHe was talking 'fore i knew it and when he could, he said
"GI'm gonna be like yEou, dad,
YGou know i'm gonna be like yEou"
EThe cats in the cradle and tGhe silver spoon
LGittle boy blue and a mAan on the moon
EWhen you comin' home son, GI don't know when
DWe'll get together thEen,
GYou know we'll have a good time tEhen
GFour years and seven days from tying Cadd9cans to the bGumper
GI was pacG/Fing a matEm7ernity floor, my floCadd9wer baby was a DmotherG
My Ghands were shaking as we were leaving, Cadd9taking our boy hGome
My Gheart was G/Ffull and Em7in my head I could Cadd9hear a loDng, long sGong
GCat's in the cradle and the Em7silver spoon on the Dhippie radiGo
GA-B-C Em71-2-3, don't Dblink or he'll be gone
And GI took her G/Fhand and Em7she just smiled with a lCadd9ook that said "I kGnow"
A Gboy and his G/Fdad and a Em7boy and his girl in a PoCadd9ntiac
DAnd the hippie radio
GG/F
Em7DCadd9G/FG
2.
Devil Devil
Key: CmHardCm
Bb
Gm
Fm
Eb
F
Ab
E
A
G
D
Dm
C
TCmhis town, she is a temptress a siren with gold eyes
CmShe'll cut you with her kindness, she will lead you with her lies.
CmShe's been called a glistening devil. She's good at keeping score
CmIf you make it she's your savior, if you don't she's a w***e.
CmThe roads to and from her heart are littered with grave souls.
CmThey gave all of their all and all they got in return is empty holes.
CmSure we've all heard about Shell, and Chris, Willy and Bobby Bares.
CmShe'd smiled on the Johnny's, the Merle's and the Music Row millionaires.
CmLike a beacon she goBbes seeking seed, her loins so fertile
GmTo a free maFmn she's a Gmprison, toCm a cagedBb onGme sFmhe'Gms a fire.
CmShe's the reason there's a "Sunday Morning Coming Down".
Cm"I Saw The Light", "A Boy Named Sue", "He Stopped Loving Her Today".
Cm"The Pill" and "16th Avenue".
CmThe Ryman, oh, she's a diamond in the crown of that wicked queen.
She was Roy ABbcuff's castle and Elvis Presley's broken dream
EbIt's not all bad iBbt's not all dark it's not all gloom and crass,
EbBut to find gold in Fthis silver mine it does take balls of brass.
For she's seeFn 'em come and seeCmn 'em go
CmAnd came herself a time or two.
No matter Cmhow satisfied her screams sound she always wants someone new
The Cmnext him or them or her or all with stamina to last the night,
To be a star in this ladCmy's town, you can screw or you can fight
BbYou see, itEb all comes down to money
BbNot romantic art of days gone past,
EbIf you forget that rFule, you can bet your backside she will bury it in your ass.
CmA tramp, a slut, a b***h, a mutt, a thousand pawn shop guitars.
CmA nasty little needle to a vein that feeds a singer's heart.
FmShe lurks in friendly shadows; but she's a junky with a limp
FmThe agents are her boGmokie and the labels are her pimp
I'llGm tell you a well-known secret of a tiny place known far and wide
FmThe devil walks among us folks and Nashville is his bride.
CmOf all the chaBbos he has caused, and done
His grFmeatest trick is to every guitar-totin' dreamer
FmTheGm deAbvil donE't Aexist... butG me, I shook his hand
AndA I know that he is real
So Gdevil, you canD go screw yourself, and then go straight to hell.
DmDevil, devil, I feel you preying on my mind
DmI got nine things goingA wrong right now and her leaving makes a dime
I'm mDmad as hell, and drunk, and well tonight, I Gguess we'll see
DmIf devil, deviAl, you're Dmbad enough to lock horns with me
DmLevel, level, in search of solid ground
DmThis swinging, swayAing, side to side, is tossing me around
DmI got a hanker for an Ganchor to steady up my bow
DmLevel, level, tie this rebel down
GCrazy, crazy, calling out my name
I got onDme foot on the platAform and the other's on a train
GSave me, save me, CI know what's in store
DmCrazy, crazy, Chell, IA've Dmbeen there before
DmDanger, danger, the way you're looking there at me
Be caDmreful what you wish Afor, you might get what you don't need
DmI'm a brush fire on a drouGght land, and you're a Santa Ana breeze
DmDanger, danAger, doDmn't you play around with me
GCrazy, crazy, calling out my name
I got onDme foot on the platAform and the other's on a train
GSave me, save me, CI know what's in store
DmCrazy, crazy, Chell, IA've Dmbeen there before
DmAngel, angel, heavenly body in holy jeans
DmOn second thought, gAet over here and wrap me in your wings
DmThrow caution to the winGd and honey, give me what I need
DmAngel, angeCl, lGove thiBbs deviDml, devil... out of me
3.
Mr. Misunderstood
Key: GEasyG
Cadd9
D
GHey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes
Cadd9Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you
GAlways left out, never fit in
Cadd9Owning that path you're walking in
GMr. MisunderstCadd9ood, GMr. MisunderstooCadd9d
GNow, your buddies get their rocks off on Top 40 radio
Cadd9But you love your daddy's vinyl, old-time rock and roll
GElvis Costello, Ray Wylie Hubbard,
Cadd9and think Jeff Tweedy is one bad mother
GMr. MisundersCadd9tood, G Mr. MisunderstooCadd9d
DOne day you'll lead the charge, you'll lead the band
Cadd9Guitar Hero with Glightning hands
DAnd the girls will like your tattoos and the veins in your arms
Cadd9They'll be helpless to your Gmusical charms
GAnd they'll all hold up their hands Cadd9
GAnd they'll all wanna dance Cadd9
GWith Mr. MisunderstoCadd9od, GMr. MisunderstoCadd9od
GFirst time I met Cadd9Alabama Hannah, GI was skinny as a raiCadd9l
GRed hair tied up in a Cadd9blue bandanna; she wasG hotter than the devil's Cadd9Hell
GShe turned me on to BCadd9ack Porch Pickers, GJackson Pollock, and Cadd9gin
GHer daddy didn't trust my iCadd9ntentions, so he tGurned to his daddy's olCadd9d .410
GI'm Mr. MisunderstCadd9ood, GMr. MisunderstoCadd9od
DHad an ax to grind, so off I went
Cadd9Mad at the sun for comingG up again
DI lost religion, found my soul in the blues
Cadd9Rubbed the velvet off my Gblue suede shoes
GYeah, everybody held up their handCadd9s
GAnd every soul on Beale Street dancCadd9ed
GWith Mr. MisunderstooCadd9d, GMr. MisunderstooCadd9d
GSo I went with it like a Cadd9colt on my Plymouth
GThrough the glass behind my rear-view Cadd9
GTook a left when the Cadd9world went right down G16th Avenue Cadd9
GPlayed with fire and ICadd9 played on ledges
GEvery circus, stage, and countCadd9y fair
GI tried to file my points, Cadd9sand my edges, and GI just grew out my haiCadd9r
GI'm Mr. MisunderstoCadd9od, GI'm Mr. MisunderstooCadd9d
DThey're standing in line, chasing the buzz
Cadd9Til the next big things and Galready was
DAnd hell if they know what they're trying to find
Cadd9If it ain't that same old, Gbeen-done kind
GYeah, gives the head-scratchersCadd9 fits
GWondering how in the hell they miCadd9ssed
GMr. MisundersCadd9tood, GMr. MisundersCadd9tood
GHey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes
Cadd9Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you
GMr. Misunderstood (Cadd9I understand)
(x5)
GI'm Mr. Misunderstood (Cadd9let's go out of here)
GNa na nanana
Cadd9Na na nanana
GNa na nanana
Cadd9Na na nanana
4.
Thats Damn Rock N Roll
Key: CMediumA
G
D
C
Am
E
N.C.
Two - one two
AGDC
AGDC
It ain't a Aneedle in a vein
It ain't Gbackstage sex
It ain't Dlines of cocaine on a Cprivate jet.
It Aain't havin' a posse full of hangers-on
GFollowing you around
It Dain't long hair, tattoos, Cplayin' too loud, nah
AG
DD
AAin't a middle finger on a t-shirt
The esGtablishment's tryin' to sell
It's a Dguy with the balls who told
The esDtablishment to go to hell
It Aain't about the money you make
When a Grecord gets sold
It's about Ddoin' it for nothin'
'Cause it Dlives in your soul
CThat's damn Drock and Aroll
CThat's damn Drock and Aroll
GDD
It's a Amrock through a window
It's a Gride in the street
It's a Drebel revolution
It's Afightin' for peace
It's Amburn, baby burn
It's a Gbrick in the wall
It's the Dfirst one to stand
And the Clast one to fall
It's a Amhip shaking devil on the Gstage in Tupelo
It's Ddoing what ya want 'stead of Cdoin' what your told
It's a Ampreacher burnin' records telling Dfolks they oughta pray
'Cause the Dshepherd bought a Gibson and Clead the flock astray
Now Cthat's damn Drock and Amroll
Give all ya got 'til there Amain't nothin' Gleft
CThat's damn Drock and Amroll
Rap
N.C.
Get some grass 'cause the party
N.C.
And the party got loud
N.C.
And the party turned into an angry crowd
N.C.
Drowning demons, feel no pain
N.C.
Found Nevada ways to shame
AmGone too soon just like a song
GHendrix, Joplin what went wrong?
DNeed some answers right or wrong
CNeed some band to blame it on
CBlame it on - blame it on.....
CThat's damn Drock and Amroll
Give all ya got 'til there Amain't nothin' Gleft
CThat's damn Drock and Droll
D- Ooh-ooh - Aooh-ooh
E- Ooh-ooh - Aooh-ooh
D- Ooh-ooh - Aooh-ooh E E
AADC
A- Another day G- in another town
DLoadin' the stage, and the Clights and sound
A- Here they come boys
G- They've opened doors
D- Count us off now, Craig
(COne, two, three, four)
CThat's damn Drock and Amroll
Give all ya got 'til there Amain't nothin' left
CThat's damn Drock and Amroll
Every ounce of your Amblood and your sweat
CThat's damn Drock
DThat's damn Drock and Aroll
Instrumental Outro
AGDC
A
GDC
5.
Beckys Back In Birmingham
Key: GHardG
G/F
Em7
D
C
Am
Dsus4
C/B
Cadd9
Round Ghere it's the bG/Fills and the Em7lack of jDobs
That dominCates our tDable tGalks
But tGonight as I bG/Futtered Em7up my brDead
Momma sCaid, "guess who I sDaw at WGalt's?"
I hGeard her G/Fname, and I Em7felt the pDain
Of exciCtement aDnd regrGet
GJust like G/Fthat, Em7in my mDind,
I was tCwenty-oDne aGgain
AmI wonder if I'm the reason whDy
That BGecky's G/Fback inEm7 Birmingham
I bCet she nDever lGeft
I Gdoubt this place is Em7in my heart
That CBecky never lDeftDsus4 D
I wAmonder if she's hDummin'
Our old sCong "TheC/B Way I AAmm"
Now that BCecky's back in DBirminghGam
Yeah, I Gguess she G/Fnever caEm7ught that dDream
That Cadd9she left hDere to chGase
GShe's been bG/Furning Em7wild through Dmine
Like a cCadd9an't-be-putD-out fGlame
Yeah, I Gwonder if G/Fshe got rEm7id of that Dring
Or doesCadd9 she haDve it sGtill?
Does Gshe ever G/Fwish her "no" cEm7ould have been "Dyes"?
TheCadd9 way I alDways wGill
AmI guess there's only one way Dto find out
While BGecky's G/Fback inEm7 Birmingham
I Cbet she Dnever Gguessed
I doGubt this G/Fplace is Em7in my heart
That BCecky never leftD Dsus4 D
I wEm7onder if she's thDinkin'
The same Cthoughts C/Bthat I Amam
NCow that Becky'sD back inG Birmingham
CHere I stand, reelin'
CI got that first-time front-porch kiss stealin'
CHow fallin' feels while she looks into my eyes and sDmiDsus4les D
GYeah, BG/Fecky's Em7back in Birmingham
And a fCew will Dnever gGuess
Yeah, I Gmade a G/Fmark on BEm7ecky's heart
That Cshe can't quite forgDetDsus4 D
Yeah, tEm7hings are back to bDeing
The way they Calways shC/Bould have Ambeen
CNow that Becky'Ds back iGn Birmingham
Becky's back in Birmingham
6.
Springsteen
Key: DMediumD
G
Bm
A
Em
DTo this day when I hear that song,
I Dsee you standing there on that lawn,
GDiscount shades, store bought tan,
Bmflip-flops and Acut off jeans.
DSomewhere between that setting sun,
DI'm On Fire and Born To Run,
GYou looked at me and I was done,
but we were Bmjust getting sAtarted.
DI was singing to you, you were singing to me,
DI was so alive, never been more free,
GFired up my daddy's lighter and we sang Bmoh-woah-oh-Awoah-ohh.
DStayed there till they forced us out,
DWe took the long way to your house,
And GI can still hear the sound,
Of you Bmsaying don't Ago.
DWhen I think about you,
AI think about 17,
BmI think about my old Jeep,
GI think about the stars in the sky.
BmFunny how a melody Asounds like a memory,
DLike a soundtrack to a GJuly DSaturday nigEmht, Em
DSpringsteeGn. D G
DIf I bumped in to you by happenstance,
DYou probably wouldn't even know who I am,
ButG if I whispered your name,
I bet there'd sBmtill be a sApark.
DFrom back when I was gasoline and this oDld tattoo had brand new ink,
And weG didn't care what your mom would think 'bout your Bmname on my Aarm.
BabyD is it spring or is it summer,
ThDe guitar sound or the beat of the drummer,
You Ghear sometimes late at night on Bmyour Aradio.
EvenD though you're a million miles away,
WhenD you hear Born In The USA,
Do Gyou relive those Glory Days from Bmso longA ago?
DWhen you think about me,
ADo you think about 17,
BmDo you think about my old Jeep,
GThink about the stars in the sky.
BmFunny how a melody Asounds like a memory,
DLike a soundtrack to a GJuly DSaturday nigEmht, Em
DSpringsteeGn, DSpringsteen.G
DDG
BmA
BmFunny how a melody sounAds like a memory
DLike a soundtrack to a JuGly SaDturday nEmightEm
DSpringsteen,G D G
DSpringsteen G
Oh SpDringsteenG
DDG
Bm
A
7.
The Outsiders
Key: DmMediumDm
C
G
Bb
Ther re the in crDmowd, we re the other ones.
It s a diCfferent kind of cloth that we re cut from. Dm
We let our colorsDm show, where the numbers aint.
With the paint wChere there aint supposed to be paint. Dm
Thats who wDme are. C Dm
Thats how Dmwe roll. C Dm
The OutsiderDms, C DmThe Outsiders.Dm C Dm
Our womDmen get hot, and our leather gets staiCned.
When we saddle upG and ride em in the pouring rain. Bb
We re the junkyaDmrd dogs, we re the alley cats. C
Keep the wind at Gour front, and the hell at our back. Bb
That s who Dmwe are We do our talkiCng,
WaGlk that walk Wide opeBbn rocking.
That s how Dmwe roll Our backs to tChe wall.
A banGd of brothers Together, aloneBb,
the OutsideDmrs We re the riders, C
We re the ones burGning rubber off our tires. Bb
Yeah, we re the fighters,Dm the all-nighters. C
So fiGre em up and get a little higher. Bb
DmWoah-oh-Coh Woah-ohG-oh. Bb
DmWoah-oh-Coh Woah-ohG-oh. Bb
We re the bad newDms We re the young guns.
We re the ones thaCt they told you to run from. Dm
Yeah, the playeDmrs gonna play, and a haters gonna hate.
And a regulCators born to regulate. Dm
When it hits Dmthe fan, and it all goes down.
And the gloves Ccome off You re gonna find out jusDmt.
That s who Dmwe are We do our talkiCng,
WaGlk that walk Wide opeBbn rocking.
That s how Dmwe roll Our backs to tChe wall.
A banGd of brothers Together, aloneBb,
the OutsideDmrs We re the riders, C
We re the ones burGning rubber off our tires. Bb
Yeah, we re the fighters,Dm the all-nighters. C
So fiGre em up and get a little higher. Bb
DmWoah-oh-Coh Woah-ohG-oh. Bb
The OutsidersDm Woah-ohC-oh Woah-oGh-oh.Bb
You re gonna know who we are. Dm
8.
Thats Damn Rock And Roll
Key: AmEasyAm
G
D
C
AmGDC
It aint a needle in a vein,
it aint backstage sex,
it aint lines of cocaine on a private jet,
It aint havin a posse full of hangers on following you around,
It aint long hair, tattoos, playin too loud, (No)
It aint a middle finger on a t-shirt, the establishments tryin to sell,
Its a guy with the balls who told the establishment to go to hell,
It aint about the money you make, when a record gets sold,
Its about doin it for nothin, cause it lives in your soul.
CThats damn rock and roDll, Am
CThats damn rock and rDoll, Am G D C
Its a rockAm through a window, Its a ride in the stGreet,
Its a rebelD revolution, Its fightin forC pieces,
BAmurn baby burn, Its a brick in theG wall,
Its the firDst one to stand, And the last one to fall,C
Its a hip Amshaking devil on the stage at 2 bGelow,
ItDs doing what ya want instead of doin what your toCld,
Its a preacherAm by the wreck tellin folks they outGta pray,
Cause the shepherd bDoy gets them, And lead the flock a stray, C
CThats damn rock and rolDl, Give all yAma got till there aint nothin left,
CThats damn rock and rollD, Am
Get some grass cause the party, And the party got loud, And the party turned into
an angry crowd. Drowning demons feel no pain, Found a lot of ways to shame.
AmGone too soon just like a song, Hendrix Joplin whGat went wrong?
DNeed some answers right or wrong, Need some band to blame it onC,
CThats damn rock and rolDl, Give all yAma got till there aint nothin left,
CThats damn rock and rolDl, Am
AmAnother day, In AnGother town,
DLoadin the stage, and the lights, and the soCund,
AmHere they come boys, TheyG ve opened doors,
DCount us off now Craig, (1, 2,C 3, 4,)
CThats damn rock and rolDl, Give all yAma got till there aint nothin left,
CThats damn rock and rollD, Gather rounAmd till you ve broken a sweat
CThats damn rock, D
CThats damn rock and rollD Am G D C
9.
Knives Of New Orleans
Key: GCapo 4HardG
Cadd9
Am
D
Em
C
G/F
Yeah, I'd Ggive this last wrinkled Cadd9dollar in my pocket that GI earned With a hammer and Cadd9vice
If I could Gundo some things and Cadd9grow me some wings, Gfly out of this quarter toCadd9night
Yeah, toGnight, every man with a Cadd9TV is seeing Ga man with my clothes and my Cadd9face
In the Glast thirty minutes I've gone from a Cadd9person of interest to a Gfull-blown manhunt underCadd9way
I did what I Gdid, I have no regCadd9rets
When you cross the Gline, you get what you Cadd9get
AmTonight, a bleeding Dmemory is toGmorrow's guilty Emvein
AmYour auburn hair on a Dfaraway sea wall, Gscreams across the PontchartEmrain
AmI'm haunted by Dheadlights and a GCrescent City Embreeze
COne wrong turn on DBourbon cuts Clike the Dknives of New OrGleansCadd9
I'm a Gghost dodging bullets in Cadd9all of these alleys just Glooking for my getaway Cadd9keys
Wrapped Gup in the night, Cadd9hiding out in plain sight Gbut this grip's getting tight around Cadd9me
Ain't no getting Gout that I can Cadd9see
They'll take me Gdead, if they ever take Cadd9me
AmTonight, a bleeding Dmemory is toGmorrow's G/Fguilty Emvein
AmYour auburn hair on a Dfaraway sea wall, Gscreamin' 'cross the G/FPontcharEmtrain
AmI'm haunted by Dheadlights and a GCrescent G/FCity Embreeze
COne wrong turn on DBourbon cuts Clike the Dknives of New OrGleansCadd9
What I wouldn't Gdo for just one more Cadd9kiss
I'm all out of Gtime, Honey, it's come down to Cadd9this
AmI'm haunted by your Dhazel eyes and this GCrescent G/FCity Embreeze
COne wrong turn on DBourbon cuts Clike the Dknives of New OrGleans
I did what I Gdid Cadd9
I did what I Gdid Cadd9
I did what I Gdid Cadd9
10.
A Man Who Was Gonna Die Young
Key: GCapo 3EasyG
Cadd9
D
Em
My first tab for an amazing
song by my favorite singer Eric Church!
GI like fast cars aCadd9nd sharp dreams
DChased a lot of cEmrazy things
Cadd9Left behind my sGhare of broken Dpieces
GThis morning i turneCadd9d 36
DYou just remember Emhalf of it
Cadd9You wonder how you Gout lived hank or DJesus
I put theCadd9 rage in the river anGd the roll in the thunder
But Dyou kept me from goEming under
Cadd9When that currentG got too heaDvy
I alCadd9ways thought I'd be a Gheap of metal
In aD cloud of smoke pushedEm up to the pedal
Cadd9Sold for parts like a jGunk yard rusted out DChevy
Cadd9Fear I've had noneG what the hell Dmade you wanna lEmove
Cadd9A man who was gDonna die young
GIn the mirror I saw Cadd9my surprise
DWho knew gray hairs likedEm to hide
Cadd9On a head didn't tGhink he'd live past tDhirty
GIf I make it tCadd9hirty more it's the Dbrown that you'll be lEmooking for
Cadd9As your run your fingers tGhrough it and say Dslow down honey
I put theCadd9 rage in the river anGd the roll in the thunder
But Dyou kept me from goEming under
Cadd9When that currentG got too heaDvy
I alCadd9ways thought I'd be a Gheap of metal
In aD cloud of smoke pushedEm up to the pedal
Cadd9Sold for parts like a jGunk yard rusted out DChevy
Cadd9Fear I've had noneG what the hell Dmade you wanna lEmove
Cadd9A man who was gDonna die young
GCall it intuition or cCadd9all it crazy
JustD thought by now I'd bEme pushing up daisies
Cadd9But i'd gladly stick aGround if we'reD together
GSo baby when you bow yourCadd9 head tonight
DCould you tell the lord I'Emve changed my mind
And withCadd9 you I'd LiDke to Live Forever
GCadd9
DEmGCadd9D