Prodigal

C                   Bb
 Sweet Jesus, I was coming to pray
    F                        
But all the hip kids sent You 
 Am        C/E
running away
        C                         
You got egg on your face, but the 
Bb                             F
faithful keep washing your feet
C                            Bb
 Wish it was simple but it's trouble
 to say
       F                           
Cause nobody believes that there's 
  Am          C/E
a debt to be paid
        C                         
For the things that come easy day 
Bb                      F
after day, week after week


[Chorus]
C         Bb           F/A
 I am the champion of wine
           F             C
You're the bread on my tongue
         Bb            F/A
I am the last one in line
    G
The prodigal
C         Bb           F/A
 I am the champion of wine
           F             C
You're the bread on my tongue
         Bb           F/A
I am the last one in line
Continúa después del anuncio
Eliminar anuncios
    G
The prodigal son


[Verse 2]
C                   Bb
 Sweet Jesus, I was coming to pray
     F                             
But Lord, I've been so busy and it 
Am        C/E
kept me away
      C                    Bb     
I got egg on my face, so I hide 
                       F
away where no one can see
C                            Bb
 Wish it was simple but it's trouble
 to say
       F                           
Cause nobody believes that there's 
  Am           C/E
a debt to be paid
        C                         
For the things that come easy day 
Bb                      F
after day, week after week


[Chorus]
C         Bb           F/A
 I am the champion of wine
           F             C
You're the bread on my tongue
         Bb            F/A
I am the last one in line
    G
The prodigal son
C         Bb           F/A
 I am the champion of wine
           F             C
You're the bread on my tongue
         Bb           F/A
I am the last one in line
    G
The prodigal


[Ending]
C                   Bb
 Sweet Jesus, I was coming to pray 
(I am the champion of wine)
    F/A                      
But all the hip kids sent You 
 F
running away (You're the bread on my
 tongue)
        C
You got egg on your face (I am the 
last one in line)
        Bb                         
But the faithful keep washing your 
  F/A      G
feet  (The prodigal son)
C                            Bb
 Wish it was simple but it's trouble
 to say (I am the champion of wine)
       F/A                         
Cause nobody believes that there's 
  F
a debt to be paid (You're the bread 
on my tongue)
        C                         
For the things that come easy day 
Bb                      F/A      
after day, week after week (I am 
                          G        F
the last one in line, the prodigal)