Faith

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Put my faith in a bootle of booze 
             C                G
that sent me softly into the night
I've put my faith into football 
            C                  D
teams that filled my guts with fire
    B                       C     
But I still find myself a-picking 
               Em              
blind when the time comes up to 
  A7
choose
       G         D             C 
So I'm taking a stab with this 
         D
ol' shaky hand,
     C         D       G
I'm puttin my faith in you.


[Verse 2]
G                                 
Now I've wandered 'till my feet 
           D                G
just seem to be on remote control
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stuck between the stations with the 
static constellations,
     C                        D
superstition just through my core
         B               C     
And I looked into that black ol' 
               Em               A7
night as if its duty was to point
 G          D           C        D
some other way than straight to hell
    C       D     G
my soul not to annoint


[Bridge 1]
  Bm                    B         
so punch me fair square in the 
        C              G
face and drag my bones outside
Continúa después del anuncio
Bm                 B             
Well I'm a living breathing 
        D   C      A7
example of a C-L-U-less guy
     F                      D
So c'mon baby switch that light


[Verse 3]
         G
Oh well all my heroes are drunk or 
dead
     C          D            G
or sharing the ride with a laugh.
  G
Reformed junkies and reborn flunkies
      C                       D
you wouldn't trust with your wife.
    B                       C  
So tell me what chance now did I 
            Em            A7
have, to have a goddam clue.
     G       D          C        
but dust on off that kitchen 
   D
table baby
   G             D       G
I'm putting my faith in you.


[Bridge 2]
G
    I've put my faith in so few 
things
        C
It's funny how I got through.
G  A7
   But don't you let my words a-fall
 to the ground,
      D                
I'm putting my faith in 
                C
you-hoooooooo
C
ALL-RIGHT!!!!


[Verse 4]
     G
I'm sick of sitting fences and 
punching defenseless,
           D                     
I need to make some sense of this 
  G
mess
           G
And the closest I got to revelations
 this year
             D                   
was when I peeled off your summer 
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dress
          B                      
So let's cut to the chase, it's a 
   C
secular taste
        Em              A7
that's gonna get us through.
          G      D              
so don't let my words come on and 
   G            D
fall to the ground
     C           D       B
I'm putting my faith in you,
       G      D                 G
don't let my words come on and 
            D
fall to the ground
      C          D       G
I'm putting my faith in you.