Hands On (feat. Fred Hammond)

[Estribillo]

A7M
Hand 'em
G#m7           F#m7
Hands up high, hands on, hands on
G#m11     C#7
Hands on, hands up
A7M         G#m7
In your face, the reason
F#m7                    G#m11
Hands on, yeah, hands on

[Primera Parte]

A7M                  G#m7
Cut out all the lights, He the light
F#m7                     G#m11  C#7
Got pulled over, see the brights
A7M                           
What you doin' on the street at 
G#m7
night?
F#m7                    G#m11     
Wonder if they're gonna read your 
C#7
rights
A7M                       G#m7
Thirteenth Amendment, three strikes
       F#m7                        
Made a left when I should've made a
 G#m11 C#7
 right
     A7M            G#m7
Told God last time on life
         F#m7                      
Told the devil that I'm going on a 
G#m11  C#7
strike
         A7M                    
Told the devil when I see him, on 
G#m7
sight
          F#m7                     
I've been working for you my whole 
G#m11  C#7
life
         A7M                     
Told the devil when I'm going on 
G#m7
a strike
          F#m7                     
I've been working for you my whole 
G#m11  C#7
life
A7M                    G#m7
Nothing worse than a hypocrite
F#m7                         G#m11
Change, he ain't really different
A7M                       G#m7
He ain't even try to get permission
F#m7                    G#m11     
Ask for advice and they dissed him
 C#7

A7M                      G#m7
Said I'm finna do a gospel album
F#m7                              
What have you been hearin' from 
  G#m11       C#7
the Christians?
A7M                       G#m7
They'll be the first one to judge me
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F#m7                     G#m11   C#7
Make it feel like nobody love me
A7M                       G#m7
They'll be the first one to judge me
F#m7                G#m11   C#7
Feelin' like nobody love me
Ama7                   G#m7
Told people God was my mission
F#m7                              
What have you been hearin' from 
  G#m11       C#7
the Christians?
A7M                       G#m7
They'll be the first one to judge me
F#m7                     G#m11   C#7
Make it feel like nobody love me
A7M                      G#m7    
Make you feel alone in the dark 
                      F#m7
and you'll never see the light
                         G#m11   
Man, you're never seein' home and 
     C#7           A7M
you never see the domes
                     G#m7          
I can feel it when I write, point 
                F#m7
of livin' in the right
                     G#m11         
If they only see the wrongs, never 
C#7           A7M
listen to the songs
                    G#m7           
Just to listen is a fight, but you 
                  F#m7
booked me for the fight
                    G#m11         
It's so hard to get along if they 
C#7          A7M
only see the slight
                 G#m7
From the love of religion
F#m7                              
What have you been hearin' from 
  G#m11      C#7
the Christians?
A7M                       G#m7
They'll be the first one to judge me
F#m7                     G#m11   C#7
Make it seem like nobody love me
A7M                     G#m7
I'm not tryna lead you to Visas
    F#m7                    G#m11  
But if I try to lead you to Jesus
C#7

A7M                   G#m7
We get called halfway believers
F#m7              G#m11    C#7
Only halfway read Ephesians
A7M                    G#m7
Only if they knew what I knew, uh
F#m7                   G#m11   C#7
I was never new 'til I knew of
A7M                G#m7
True and living God, Yeshua
F#m7
The true and living God
(Somebody pray for me)

[Estribillo]

A7M
Hand 'em
G#m7           F#m7
Hands up high, hands on, hands on
G#m11     C#7
Hands on, hands up
A7M         G#m7
In your face, the reason
F#m7                    G#m11
Hands on, yeah, hands on

[Segunda Parte]

  A7M           G#m7
I deserve all the criticism you got
   F#m7                    
If that's all the love you have, 
G#m11            C#7
that's all you got
A7M      G#m7
To sing of change, you think I'm 
joking
F#m7                G#m11
To praise His name, you ask what I'm
 smoking
A7M        G#m7                  
Yes, I understand your 
F#m7
reluctancy, yeah
G#m11                 C#7
But I have a request, you see
A7M          G#m7                 
Don't throw me up, lay your hands 
 F#m7
on me
G#m11            C#7
Please, pray for me
A7M
Hold myself on death
G#m7          F#m7
Hold it down, all fallen down
G#m11         C#7
Somebody pray for me

[Estribillo]

A7M
Hand 'em
G#m7           F#m7
Hands up high, hands on, hands on
G#m11     C#7
Hands on, hands up
A7M         G#m7
In your face, the reason
F#m7                    G#m11
Hands on, yeah, hands on