Chords for GEORGE MICHAEL | PRAYING FOR TIME (ORIGINAL VIDEO)
Tempo:
64.7 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Ebm
Ab
F
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Bb]
[Ebm]
[Bb] Oh yeah, sugar blues
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] These are the days of the old hand
They will not be the last
Look around, [Ebm] these are the days of the barren and the [Bb] losers
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the rear of the beds
Hand in hand [Ebm] with the immigrants and the [Ab] jailbirds
[Cm] Excuse me, the rich declare [G] themselves
And most of us are not [Bb] sure
If we have too much, but [F] we'll take our chances
Cause God [Dm] doth keep his [Cm] score
Against somewhere in the
[G] He must have let us off the [Bb] play
Turn this back [F] on all the children
[Bb] Credit's on the back door
And it's hard to stay
We ought to [Ebm] hope
When there is no hope [Bb] to be found
And the wounded sky above
Saves much, much to write
[Ebm] Well maybe we should all [Bb] be praying for time
Sugar blues
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] These are
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] the days of the empty can
Oh you hold on for what you can
The charity [Ebm] in the count you win
Twice a [Abm] year
[Bb] This is the year of the guilty man
You tell him who's in case he stands
And you find [Ebm] that what was over there
[Ab] Is over [Cm] here
So you scream from behind
[G] Say what's mine is mine and [Bb] not yours
I may have too much, but [F] I'll take my chances
Cause God doth keep [Cm] his score
They claim you do the things [G] they told 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
It's hard to run
There's so much pain
Hanging on to [Ebm] hope
When there is no [Bb] hope to seek
And the wounded sky above
Takes much to write
So [Ebm] maybe we should all be [Bb] praying for time
Oh [Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] yeah
[Ebm] [Bb]
[F] [Bb]
[Ebm]
[Bb] Oh yeah, sugar blues
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] These are the days of the old hand
They will not be the last
Look around, [Ebm] these are the days of the barren and the [Bb] losers
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the rear of the beds
Hand in hand [Ebm] with the immigrants and the [Ab] jailbirds
[Cm] Excuse me, the rich declare [G] themselves
And most of us are not [Bb] sure
If we have too much, but [F] we'll take our chances
Cause God [Dm] doth keep his [Cm] score
Against somewhere in the
[G] He must have let us off the [Bb] play
Turn this back [F] on all the children
[Bb] Credit's on the back door
And it's hard to stay
We ought to [Ebm] hope
When there is no hope [Bb] to be found
And the wounded sky above
Saves much, much to write
[Ebm] Well maybe we should all [Bb] be praying for time
Sugar blues
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] These are
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] the days of the empty can
Oh you hold on for what you can
The charity [Ebm] in the count you win
Twice a [Abm] year
[Bb] This is the year of the guilty man
You tell him who's in case he stands
And you find [Ebm] that what was over there
[Ab] Is over [Cm] here
So you scream from behind
[G] Say what's mine is mine and [Bb] not yours
I may have too much, but [F] I'll take my chances
Cause God doth keep [Cm] his score
They claim you do the things [G] they told 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
It's hard to run
There's so much pain
Hanging on to [Ebm] hope
When there is no [Bb] hope to seek
And the wounded sky above
Takes much to write
So [Ebm] maybe we should all be [Bb] praying for time
Oh [Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] yeah
[Ebm] [Bb]
[F] [Bb]
Key:
Bb
Ebm
Ab
F
Cm
Bb
Ebm
Ab
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _
[Bb] Oh yeah, _ _ _ _ sugar blues
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Bb] These are the days of the old hand
They will not be the last
Look around, [Ebm] these are the days of the barren and the [Bb] losers
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the rear of the beds
Hand in hand [Ebm] with the immigrants and the [Ab] jailbirds
[Cm] Excuse me, the rich declare [G] themselves
And most of us are not [Bb] sure
If we have too much, but [F] we'll take our chances
Cause God [Dm] doth keep his [Cm] score
Against somewhere in the
[G] He must have let us off the [Bb] play
Turn this back [F] on all the children
[Bb] Credit's on the back door
And it's hard to stay _ _ _
We ought to [Ebm] hope
When there is no hope [Bb] to be found
And the wounded sky above
Saves much, much to write
_ [Ebm] Well maybe we should all [Bb] be praying for time
_ _ _ _ Sugar blues _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab]
[Bb] These _ are _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Bb] _ the days of the empty can
Oh you hold on for what you can
The charity [Ebm] in the count you win
Twice a [Abm] year
[Bb] This is the year of the guilty man
You tell him who's in case he stands
And you find [Ebm] that what was over there
[Ab] Is over [Cm] here
So you scream from behind
[G] Say what's mine is mine and [Bb] not yours
I may have too much, but [F] I'll take my chances
Cause God doth keep [Cm] his score
They claim you do the things [G] they told 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
It's hard to run
There's so much pain
Hanging on to [Ebm] hope
When there is no [Bb] hope to seek
And the wounded sky above
Takes much to write
So [Ebm] maybe we should all be [Bb] praying for time
_ _ _ _ Oh _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab]
[Bb] yeah _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Bb] _
[F] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _
[Bb] Oh yeah, _ _ _ _ sugar blues
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Bb] These are the days of the old hand
They will not be the last
Look around, [Ebm] these are the days of the barren and the [Bb] losers
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the rear of the beds
Hand in hand [Ebm] with the immigrants and the [Ab] jailbirds
[Cm] Excuse me, the rich declare [G] themselves
And most of us are not [Bb] sure
If we have too much, but [F] we'll take our chances
Cause God [Dm] doth keep his [Cm] score
Against somewhere in the
[G] He must have let us off the [Bb] play
Turn this back [F] on all the children
[Bb] Credit's on the back door
And it's hard to stay _ _ _
We ought to [Ebm] hope
When there is no hope [Bb] to be found
And the wounded sky above
Saves much, much to write
_ [Ebm] Well maybe we should all [Bb] be praying for time
_ _ _ _ Sugar blues _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab]
[Bb] These _ are _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Bb] _ the days of the empty can
Oh you hold on for what you can
The charity [Ebm] in the count you win
Twice a [Abm] year
[Bb] This is the year of the guilty man
You tell him who's in case he stands
And you find [Ebm] that what was over there
[Ab] Is over [Cm] here
So you scream from behind
[G] Say what's mine is mine and [Bb] not yours
I may have too much, but [F] I'll take my chances
Cause God doth keep [Cm] his score
They claim you do the things [G] they told 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
It's hard to run
There's so much pain
Hanging on to [Ebm] hope
When there is no [Bb] hope to seek
And the wounded sky above
Takes much to write
So [Ebm] maybe we should all be [Bb] praying for time
_ _ _ _ Oh _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab]
[Bb] yeah _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Bb] _
[F] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _