Chords for GRACE GAUSTAD- Take Me To Church (Hozier Cover)
Tempo:
64.85 bpm
Chords used:
A
F#m
Bm
D
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
My lover's got [F#m] humor.
She's the gigolata [A] funeral.
Knows everybody's [F#m] disapproval.
I should've worshipped her sooner.
If the heavens [Bm] ever did speak.
She's the last [A] room mouthpiece.
Every [Bm] Sunday's getting [F#m] more bleak.
Fresh [Bm] poison [E] each week.
We were [D] born sick, you heard them [F#m] say it.
My church offers no absolute.
She tells me worship in the bedroom.
[A] The only heaven [Bm] I'll be sent to is when I'm alone [E] with you.
I was born sick, [D] but I love it.
Command me to be well.
[A] Amen.
Amen.
[D] [A] Amen.
[D] [A] Amen.
Take me to [F#m] church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your [C#] lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
If I'm a pig in other good times, my [Bm] lover's the [A] sunlight.
To keep the goddess [Bm] on my side, she demands a [E] sacrifice.
To drain the [D] whole sea, get something shiny.
[F#m] Something meaty for the [F#m] main course.
That's a fine looking [A] high horse.
What you got in the stable?
[F#m] We got a lot of [Bm] starving faithful.
[E] That looks tasty.
[D] That looks plenty.
This is hungry work.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can chop me [A] with your knife.
Offer me [Bm] the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
[D] No masters [A] or kings when the ritual [F#m] begins.
[D] There is no [A] sweeter innocence [C#] than our [F#m] gentle sin.
[D] In the madness [A] of soil, [C#]
every [F#m] scene.
[D] Only then I am human.
[C#] Only then I am [E] clean.
[D] [A] Amen.
Amen.
[D] [A] Amen.
[D] [A]
Take me to [F#m] church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your [C#] lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless [F#m] death.
Good God, let me give you my life.
She's the gigolata [A] funeral.
Knows everybody's [F#m] disapproval.
I should've worshipped her sooner.
If the heavens [Bm] ever did speak.
She's the last [A] room mouthpiece.
Every [Bm] Sunday's getting [F#m] more bleak.
Fresh [Bm] poison [E] each week.
We were [D] born sick, you heard them [F#m] say it.
My church offers no absolute.
She tells me worship in the bedroom.
[A] The only heaven [Bm] I'll be sent to is when I'm alone [E] with you.
I was born sick, [D] but I love it.
Command me to be well.
[A] Amen.
Amen.
[D] [A] Amen.
[D] [A] Amen.
Take me to [F#m] church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your [C#] lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
If I'm a pig in other good times, my [Bm] lover's the [A] sunlight.
To keep the goddess [Bm] on my side, she demands a [E] sacrifice.
To drain the [D] whole sea, get something shiny.
[F#m] Something meaty for the [F#m] main course.
That's a fine looking [A] high horse.
What you got in the stable?
[F#m] We got a lot of [Bm] starving faithful.
[E] That looks tasty.
[D] That looks plenty.
This is hungry work.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can chop me [A] with your knife.
Offer me [Bm] the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
[D] No masters [A] or kings when the ritual [F#m] begins.
[D] There is no [A] sweeter innocence [C#] than our [F#m] gentle sin.
[D] In the madness [A] of soil, [C#]
every [F#m] scene.
[D] Only then I am human.
[C#] Only then I am [E] clean.
[D] [A] Amen.
Amen.
[D] [A] Amen.
[D] [A]
Take me to [F#m] church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your [C#] lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless [F#m] death.
Good God, let me give you my life.
Key:
A
F#m
Bm
D
C#
A
F#m
Bm
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
My lover's got [F#m] humor.
She's the gigolata [A] funeral.
Knows everybody's [F#m] disapproval.
I should've worshipped her sooner.
If the heavens [Bm] ever did speak.
She's the last [A] room mouthpiece.
Every [Bm] Sunday's getting [F#m] more bleak.
Fresh [Bm] poison [E] each week.
We were [D] born sick, you heard them [F#m] say it.
My church offers no absolute.
She tells me worship in the bedroom.
[A] The only heaven [Bm] I'll be sent to is when I'm alone [E] with you.
I was born sick, [D] but I love it.
Command me to be well.
[A] Amen. _
Amen.
_ [D] [A] Amen.
_ [D] [A] Amen.
_ Take me to [F#m] church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your [C#] lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
_ If I'm a pig in other good times, my [Bm] lover's the [A] sunlight.
To keep the goddess [Bm] on my side, she demands a [E] sacrifice.
To drain the [D] whole sea, get something shiny.
[F#m] Something meaty for the [F#m] main course.
That's a fine looking [A] high horse.
What you got in the stable?
[F#m] We got a lot of [Bm] starving faithful.
[E] That looks tasty.
[D] That looks plenty.
This is hungry work.
_ Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can chop me [A] with your knife.
Offer me [Bm] the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
[D] No masters [A] or kings when the ritual [F#m] begins.
[D] There is no [A] sweeter innocence [C#] than our [F#m] gentle sin.
[D] In the madness [A] of soil, _ [C#]
every [F#m] scene.
[D] Only then I am human.
[C#] Only then I am [E] clean.
_ [D] _ _ [A] Amen. _
Amen.
_ [D] [A] Amen.
_ [D] _ [A] _
_ Take me to [F#m] church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your [C#] lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless [F#m] death.
Good God, let me give you my life. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
My lover's got [F#m] humor.
She's the gigolata [A] funeral.
Knows everybody's [F#m] disapproval.
I should've worshipped her sooner.
If the heavens [Bm] ever did speak.
She's the last [A] room mouthpiece.
Every [Bm] Sunday's getting [F#m] more bleak.
Fresh [Bm] poison [E] each week.
We were [D] born sick, you heard them [F#m] say it.
My church offers no absolute.
She tells me worship in the bedroom.
[A] The only heaven [Bm] I'll be sent to is when I'm alone [E] with you.
I was born sick, [D] but I love it.
Command me to be well.
[A] Amen. _
Amen.
_ [D] [A] Amen.
_ [D] [A] Amen.
_ Take me to [F#m] church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your [C#] lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
_ If I'm a pig in other good times, my [Bm] lover's the [A] sunlight.
To keep the goddess [Bm] on my side, she demands a [E] sacrifice.
To drain the [D] whole sea, get something shiny.
[F#m] Something meaty for the [F#m] main course.
That's a fine looking [A] high horse.
What you got in the stable?
[F#m] We got a lot of [Bm] starving faithful.
[E] That looks tasty.
[D] That looks plenty.
This is hungry work.
_ Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can chop me [A] with your knife.
Offer me [Bm] the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
[D] No masters [A] or kings when the ritual [F#m] begins.
[D] There is no [A] sweeter innocence [C#] than our [F#m] gentle sin.
[D] In the madness [A] of soil, _ [C#]
every [F#m] scene.
[D] Only then I am human.
[C#] Only then I am [E] clean.
_ [D] _ _ [A] Amen. _
Amen.
_ [D] [A] Amen.
_ [D] _ [A] _
_ Take me to [F#m] church.
I'll worship like a dog at the [C#] shrine of your lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless death.
[F#m] Good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your [C#] lies.
I'll tell you my sins and you can [A] chop me with your knife.
Offer [Bm] me the deathless [F#m] death.
Good God, let me give you my life. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _