GG C G If my prayer be not humble make it soG D7 C In these last hours if the Spirit waits in check help me let it goEm G B7 C And should my suffering double let me never love You lessG D7 G Let every knee be bent, and every tongue confessD D7 C G And I won't get better but someday I'll be freeD D7 C G Cause I am not this body that imprisons meG C G I read the magazines somebody broughtContinúa después del anuncioG D7 C Hold them to my failing eyes until my hands get hotEm G B7 C And when the nurse comes in to change my sheets and clothesG D7 G The pain begins to travel, dancing as it goesD D7 C G And I won't get better but someday I'll be freeD D7 C G Cause I am not this body that imprisons me E7 Am7 D7 G x4G C G If my prayer goes unanswered that's alrightG D7 C If my path fills with darkness and there is no sign of lightEm G B7 C Let me praise You for the good times, let me hold Your banner highG D7 G Until the hills are flattened and the rivers all run dryD D7 C G And I won't get better but someday I'll be freeD D7 C G Cause I am not this body that imprisons me
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The Mountain Goats
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