Par Svensson


Riff:

    A5               C5               F5               G5

    1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^ 1 ^ 2 ^ 3 ^ 4 ^

e  | -----------------------------------------------------------------
B  | -----------------------------------------------------------------
G  | -----------------------------------------------------------------
D  | -----------------0-------------------------------0---------------
A  | -0---0h2-3---2h3-----3r2-3r2-0---0---0h2-3---2h3-----3r2-3r2-0---
E  | -----------------------------------------------------------------



Riff x2

A5                      C5
  I don't need to be a global citizen

F5                             G5
  because I'm blessed by nationality

A5                   C5
  I'm a member of a growing populace

F5                     G5
  we enforced our popularity


A5                               C5
  there are things that seem to pull us under and

F5                       G5
  there are things that drag us down

A5                           C5
  but there's a power and a vital presence

         F5           E5
  that's lurking all around


A5       C5        F5       G5
  we've got the american jesus

A5         C5      F5    G5
  see him on the interstate

A5       C5       D5        F5
  we've got the american jesus

  A5                   G5             F5
  he helped build the president's estate


Riff x2  (etc.)


I feel sorry for the earth's population
'cuz so few live in the u.s.a.
at least the foreigners can copy our morality
they can visit but they cannot stay
only precious few can garner our prosperity
it makes us walk with renewed confidence
we've got a place to go when we die
and the architecht resides right here

we've got the american jesus
postering the ...(?)...
we've got the american jesus
overwhelming millions every day

he's the farmer's barren fields
the force the army wields
the expression in the faces of the starving millions
the power of the man
he's the fuel that drives the clan
he's the motive and the conscience of the murderer
he's the preacher on tv
the false sincerity
the form letter that's written by the big computers
he's the nuclear bombs
and the kids with no moms
and I'm fearful that he's inside me

we've got the american jesus...