John My Beloved chords
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Intro: [Am] [Em] [Bm7] / [C] [G] [D] / (x2)
[Am]Are we to sp[Em]eak, first [Bm7]day of the week
[C]Stumbling w[G]ords at the b[D]ar
[Am]Beauty blue e[Em]yes, my o[Bm7]rder of fries
[C]Long island ki[G]ndness and w[D]ine
Bel[Am]oved of J[Em]ohn, I [Bm7]get it all wrong
I re[C]ad you for s[G]ome kind of [D]poem
[Am]Covered in li[Em]nes, the fo[Bm7]ssils I find
[C]Have they no l[G]ife of their o[D]wn?
[Em]So can we pr[Bm7]etend sweetly
Bef[C]ore the [G]mystery e[D]nds?
I am a [C]man with a heart that off[G]ends
With its l[C]onely and g[G]reedy de[D]mands
There’[Em]s only a[D] shadow o[G]f me; in [C]a manner o[G]f speaking I'[D]m dead
[Am]Such a wa[Em]ste, your be[Bm7]autiful face
[C]Stumbling c[G]arpet ar[D]ise
Go f[Am]ollow your [Em]gem, your w[Bm7]hite feathered friend
[C]Icarus, p[G]oint to the [D]sun
If hi[Am]story sp[Em]eaks of [Bm7]two baby teeth
[C]I’m painting the [G]hills blue and[D] red
[Am]They said bew[Em]are, L[Bm7]ord hear my prayer
I’ve [C]wasted my [G]throes on your[D] head
[Em]So can we be fri[Bm7]ends, sweetly
Bef[C]ore the my[G]stery e[D]nds?
I love you m[C]ore than the world can cont[G]ain
In its lo[C]nely and rams[G]hackle h[D]ead
There’s[Em] only a [D]shadow of[G] me; in a[C] manner of [G]speaking I'm[D] dead
Interlude: [Am] [Em] [Bm7] / [C] [G] [D] / (x2)
I’m[Am] holding my[Em] breath
My t[Bm7]ongue on your chest
[C]What can be sa[G]id of my he[D]art?
If h[Am]istory sp[Em]eaks, the ki[Bm7]ss on my cheek
[C]Where there rem[G]ains but a m[D]ark
Bel[Am]oved my J[Em]ohn, so I?[Bm7] ??ll carry on
[C]Counting my c[G]ards down to o[D]ne
[Am]And when I am d[Em]ead, come vi[Bm7]sit my bed
[C]My fossil is b[G]right in the[D] sun
[Em]So can we con[Bm7]tend, peacefully
Bef[C]ore my h[G]istory [D]ends?
Jesus I ne[C]ed you, be near, come shiel[G]d me
From fo[C]ssils that f[G]all on my h[D]ead
There’s[Em] only a [D]shadow of[G] me; in a[C] manner of [G]speaking I'm[D] dead
[Am]Are we to sp[Em]eak, first [Bm7]day of the week
[C]Stumbling w[G]ords at the b[D]ar
[Am]Beauty blue e[Em]yes, my o[Bm7]rder of fries
[C]Long island ki[G]ndness and w[D]ine
Bel[Am]oved of J[Em]ohn, I [Bm7]get it all wrong
I re[C]ad you for s[G]ome kind of [D]poem
[Am]Covered in li[Em]nes, the fo[Bm7]ssils I find
[C]Have they no l[G]ife of their o[D]wn?
[Em]So can we pr[Bm7]etend sweetly
Bef[C]ore the [G]mystery e[D]nds?
I am a [C]man with a heart that off[G]ends
With its l[C]onely and g[G]reedy de[D]mands
There’[Em]s only a[D] shadow o[G]f me; in [C]a manner o[G]f speaking I'[D]m dead
[Am]Such a wa[Em]ste, your be[Bm7]autiful face
[C]Stumbling c[G]arpet ar[D]ise
Go f[Am]ollow your [Em]gem, your w[Bm7]hite feathered friend
[C]Icarus, p[G]oint to the [D]sun
If hi[Am]story sp[Em]eaks of [Bm7]two baby teeth
[C]I’m painting the [G]hills blue and[D] red
[Am]They said bew[Em]are, L[Bm7]ord hear my prayer
I’ve [C]wasted my [G]throes on your[D] head
[Em]So can we be fri[Bm7]ends, sweetly
Bef[C]ore the my[G]stery e[D]nds?
I love you m[C]ore than the world can cont[G]ain
In its lo[C]nely and rams[G]hackle h[D]ead
There’s[Em] only a [D]shadow of[G] me; in a[C] manner of [G]speaking I'm[D] dead
Interlude: [Am] [Em] [Bm7] / [C] [G] [D] / (x2)
I’m[Am] holding my[Em] breath
My t[Bm7]ongue on your chest
[C]What can be sa[G]id of my he[D]art?
If h[Am]istory sp[Em]eaks, the ki[Bm7]ss on my cheek
[C]Where there rem[G]ains but a m[D]ark
Bel[Am]oved my J[Em]ohn, so I?[Bm7] ??ll carry on
[C]Counting my c[G]ards down to o[D]ne
[Am]And when I am d[Em]ead, come vi[Bm7]sit my bed
[C]My fossil is b[G]right in the[D] sun
[Em]So can we con[Bm7]tend, peacefully
Bef[C]ore my h[G]istory [D]ends?
Jesus I ne[C]ed you, be near, come shiel[G]d me
From fo[C]ssils that f[G]all on my h[D]ead
There’s[Em] only a [D]shadow of[G] me; in a[C] manner of [G]speaking I'm[D] dead
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