• Song:

    Oh My God.

  • Artist:

    Jars of Clay

Intro: Am F C G

Am                          F
Oh my God, look around this place,
               C
Your fingers reach around the bone,
             G
you set the break and set the tone
                Am                F
For flights of grace, and future falls
            C             G           F
In present pain all fools say,"Oh my God."


C G F C G

Am                          F
Oh my God, why are we so afraid?
              C                  
We make it worse when we don't bleed,
             G
There is no cure for our disease.
         Am              F
Turn a phrase and rise again,
              C                             G
Or fake your death and only tell your closest friends,
       F
Oh My God.


C G F C G F C

       Am            F
Oh my God, can I complain?
          C                                G
You take away my firm belief and graft my soul upon your grief.
           Am            F
Weddings, boats, and alibis,
           C                  G
All drift away, and a mother cries...

Liars and fools, sons and failures, theives will always say...
Am               G       G/B         C/E         F
Lost and found, ailing wanderers, healers always say...
Am                  G        G/B        C/E           F
Whores and angels, men with problems, leavers always say...
Am                  G      C/E             F   
Broken hearted, separated, orphans always say...
Am              G     G/B      C/E             F
War creators, racial haters, preachers always say...
Am                 G    G/B         C/E           F
Distant fathers, fallen warriors, givers always say...
Am                G    G/B        C/E         F
Pilgrim saints, lonely widows, users always say...
Am                G       G/B        C/E            F
Fearful mothers, watchful doubters, Saviors always say...


Am
Sometimes I can not forgive
     G               G/B
and these days mercy cuts so deep,
C/E
If the world was how it should be, 
F
maybe I could get some sleep.
Am
While I lay, I'd dream we're better, 
G                    G/B
scales were gone and faces lighter,
C/E
When we wake we hate our brother, 
F
we still move to hurt each other,
Am
Sometimes I can close my eyes 
G                     G/B
and all the fear the keeps me silent,
C/E
Falls below my heavy breathing, 
F
what makes me so badly bent?
Am
We all have a chance to murder, 
G                G/B
we all have the need for wonder.
C/E                           F
We still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the plunder.


Am
Sometimes when I lose my grip, 
G                G/B
I wonder what to make of heaven,
C/E
All the times I thought to reach up, 
F
all the times I had to give up.
Am
Babies underneath their beds, 
G             G/B
in hospitals that can not treat them.
C/E
All the wounds that money causes, 
F
all the comforts of cathedrals,
Am
All the cries of thirsty children, 
G           G/B
this is our inheritance,
C/E
All the rage of watching mothers, 
F
this is our greatest offense
F          G          Am       F
Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God.
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