Praying For Time Chords by George Michael
Tempo:
63.95 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Ebm
Ab
F
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb]
[Ebm]
[Bb] Oh yeah.
Children.
Oh.
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] These are the days of the old man.
They will not be the same.
Look around now.
[Ebm] These are the days of the parents and [Bb] the children.
You are the hungry man whose place is in the past.
Hand in hand [Ebm] with ignorance and the children.
[Ab]
[Cm] Excuse me.
The rich declare [G] themselves poor.
And most of us are [Eb] not [Bb] sure if we have too much.
[F] But we'll take our chances, cause [Gm] God's the [Cm] keeping score.
Yes, we're [G] lonely.
He must have let us all.
[Gm] I turned his back [F] on all his children.
[Bb] Credit from the bank.
And it's hard to learn.
So much to hate.
And you want to [Ebm] hope.
When there is no hope [Bb] to save you.
And the womb gets guys and boys.
Say it's much, much too late.
Well, [Ebm] maybe we should all be praying [Bb] for time.
To the new world.
[Ebm]
[Bb] Yeah.
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] These are the days of the empty can.
Oh, you hold on to what you can.
The charity [Ebm] is a coach you win twice [Ab] a [Bb] year.
This is the year of the guilty man.
Your calendars and tapes to stand.
And you find [Ebm] that what was over there [Ab] is over [Cm] here.
So you scream from behind [G] the door.
Say what's mine is mine and [Bb] not yours.
I may have too much, [F] but I'll take my chances.
Cause God's the keeping [Cm] score.
And you cling to the things [G] they sold you.
Didn't you cover your eyes when [Bb] they told you.
That he can't come back.
[F] Cause he has no children.
To [Bb] come back for.
So much.
On.
[Ebm] When there is no.
[Bb] It's.
Much too.
So [Ebm] maybe we should.
Be praying. [Bb] Oh.
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb]
[Ebm]
[F] [Bb]
[Ebm]
[Bb] Oh yeah.
Children.
Oh.
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] These are the days of the old man.
They will not be the same.
Look around now.
[Ebm] These are the days of the parents and [Bb] the children.
You are the hungry man whose place is in the past.
Hand in hand [Ebm] with ignorance and the children.
[Ab]
[Cm] Excuse me.
The rich declare [G] themselves poor.
And most of us are [Eb] not [Bb] sure if we have too much.
[F] But we'll take our chances, cause [Gm] God's the [Cm] keeping score.
Yes, we're [G] lonely.
He must have let us all.
[Gm] I turned his back [F] on all his children.
[Bb] Credit from the bank.
And it's hard to learn.
So much to hate.
And you want to [Ebm] hope.
When there is no hope [Bb] to save you.
And the womb gets guys and boys.
Say it's much, much too late.
Well, [Ebm] maybe we should all be praying [Bb] for time.
To the new world.
[Ebm]
[Bb] Yeah.
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] These are the days of the empty can.
Oh, you hold on to what you can.
The charity [Ebm] is a coach you win twice [Ab] a [Bb] year.
This is the year of the guilty man.
Your calendars and tapes to stand.
And you find [Ebm] that what was over there [Ab] is over [Cm] here.
So you scream from behind [G] the door.
Say what's mine is mine and [Bb] not yours.
I may have too much, [F] but I'll take my chances.
Cause God's the keeping [Cm] score.
And you cling to the things [G] they sold you.
Didn't you cover your eyes when [Bb] they told you.
That he can't come back.
[F] Cause he has no children.
To [Bb] come back for.
So much.
On.
[Ebm] When there is no.
[Bb] It's.
Much too.
So [Ebm] maybe we should.
Be praying. [Bb] Oh.
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb]
[Ebm]
[F] [Bb]
Key:
Bb
Ebm
Ab
F
Cm
Bb
Ebm
Ab
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ Oh yeah.
_ _ Children.
Oh.
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Bb] These are the days of the old man.
They will not be the same.
Look around now.
[Ebm] These are the days of the parents and [Bb] the children.
You are the hungry man whose place is in the past.
Hand in hand [Ebm] with ignorance and the children.
[Ab]
[Cm] Excuse me.
The rich declare [G] themselves poor.
And most of us are [Eb] not [Bb] sure if we have too much.
[F] But we'll take our chances, cause [Gm] God's the [Cm] keeping score.
Yes, we're [G] lonely.
He must have let us all.
[Gm] I turned his back [F] on all his children.
[Bb] Credit from the bank.
And it's hard to learn.
So much to hate.
_ And you want to [Ebm] hope.
When there is no hope [Bb] to save you.
And the womb gets guys and boys.
Say it's much, much too late.
Well, [Ebm] maybe we should all be praying [Bb] for time.
_ _ _ _ To the new world.
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[Bb] Yeah. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Bb] These are the days of the empty can.
Oh, you hold on to what you can.
The charity [Ebm] is a coach you win twice [Ab] a [Bb] year.
This is the year of the guilty man.
Your calendars and tapes to stand.
And you find [Ebm] that what was over there [Ab] is over [Cm] here.
So you scream from behind [G] the door.
Say what's mine is mine and [Bb] not yours.
I may have too much, [F] but I'll take my chances.
Cause God's the keeping [Cm] score.
And you cling to the things [G] they sold you.
Didn't you cover your eyes when [Bb] they told you.
That he can't come back.
[F] Cause he has no children.
To [Bb] come back for.
_ _ _ So much. _
_ On.
_ [Ebm] _ When there is no.
[Bb] _ _ It's.
_ _ Much too.
_ So [Ebm] maybe we should.
Be praying. [Bb] _ Oh. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[F] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ Oh yeah.
_ _ Children.
Oh.
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Bb] These are the days of the old man.
They will not be the same.
Look around now.
[Ebm] These are the days of the parents and [Bb] the children.
You are the hungry man whose place is in the past.
Hand in hand [Ebm] with ignorance and the children.
[Ab]
[Cm] Excuse me.
The rich declare [G] themselves poor.
And most of us are [Eb] not [Bb] sure if we have too much.
[F] But we'll take our chances, cause [Gm] God's the [Cm] keeping score.
Yes, we're [G] lonely.
He must have let us all.
[Gm] I turned his back [F] on all his children.
[Bb] Credit from the bank.
And it's hard to learn.
So much to hate.
_ And you want to [Ebm] hope.
When there is no hope [Bb] to save you.
And the womb gets guys and boys.
Say it's much, much too late.
Well, [Ebm] maybe we should all be praying [Bb] for time.
_ _ _ _ To the new world.
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[Bb] Yeah. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Bb] These are the days of the empty can.
Oh, you hold on to what you can.
The charity [Ebm] is a coach you win twice [Ab] a [Bb] year.
This is the year of the guilty man.
Your calendars and tapes to stand.
And you find [Ebm] that what was over there [Ab] is over [Cm] here.
So you scream from behind [G] the door.
Say what's mine is mine and [Bb] not yours.
I may have too much, [F] but I'll take my chances.
Cause God's the keeping [Cm] score.
And you cling to the things [G] they sold you.
Didn't you cover your eyes when [Bb] they told you.
That he can't come back.
[F] Cause he has no children.
To [Bb] come back for.
_ _ _ So much. _
_ On.
_ [Ebm] _ When there is no.
[Bb] _ _ It's.
_ _ Much too.
_ So [Ebm] maybe we should.
Be praying. [Bb] _ Oh. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[F] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _