Capo on 1st Intro: A5 - A5 - A5 - D5 - D5 G5 A5 hooho hohoho yeah, mmm A5 A5 D5 - D5 - G5 mmm tuutuutuu hohoho - hoo A5 A5 These are the days of the open hand A5 They will not be the last - Look around now D5 D5 G5 A5 These are the days of the beggars and the choosers A5 This is the year of the hungry man A5 Whose place is in the past - Hand in hand D5 D5 G5 B5 with ignorance And le - gitimate ex - cuses F#5 The rich declare themselves poor D5 And most of us are not sure E5 If we have too much - But we'll take our chance E5 F#5 B5 'Cause God's stopped keeping score F#5 I guess somewhere along the way D5 He must have let us all out to play E5 Turned his back and all God's children E5 E5 A5 Crept out the back door A5 And it's hard to love, there's so much to hate A5 Hanging on to hope D5 D5 G5 A5 When there is no hope to speak of A5 A5 And the wounded skies a - bove say it's much, much too late D5 D5 G5 A5 Well maybe we should all be praying for time A5 A5 D5 D5 G5 A5 toehoehoe hohoho hoo hoo-oo - hoo hoho yeah A5 - A5 - D5 - D5 - G5 - A5 A5 These are the days of the empty hand A5 Oh you hold on to what you can - And charity D5 D5 G5 is a coat you wear twice a year A5 A5 This is the year of the guilty man A5 Your television takes a stand - And you find D5 D5 G5 B5 that what was over there is over here F#5 So you scream from behind your door D5 Say what's mine is mine and not yours E5 I may have too much but I'll take my chances E5 F#5 B5 'Cause God's stopped keeping score F#5 And you cling to the things they sold you D5 Did you cover your eyes when they told you That he can't come back E5 E5 E5 A5 'Cause he has no children to come back for A5 And it's hard to love, there's so much to hate A5 Hanging on to hope D5 D5 A5 When there is no G hope to speak of A5 A5 And the wounded skies a - bove say it's much too late D5 D5 G5 A5 So maybe we should all be praying for time A5 A5 D5 D5 G5 A5 toehoehoe - hoo-oo - hoo hoho yeah A5 - A5 - D5 - D5 - G5 - A5 //
