Something To Believe In chords

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_ _ preaching about the promised lands.
_ He tells me believe in Jesus.
Cm steals the money from my hands.
_ _ Eb Some say he Fm was a good man.
_ Eb Lord, I think Ab he's _ _ _ _ _ _ sinning.
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For two years of mental tears.
He's rising suicidal, he'll be down there.
Body losing war on a foreign shore.
The finest country didn't want him back.
The homeless took his best friends in Saigon.
Our lawyers took Ab his wife, his kids, no regrets.
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Anytime I don't _ remember.
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He cried, forgive me for what Fm I done there.
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_ _ I _ _ give me something Eb to believe in _ _ .
_ _ Ab There's a Lord above.
I give Eb me something to believe _ in.
_ _ Oh Lord, Fm arise.
_ Eb My best friend died a lonely man.
In some Ab Palm Springs hotel room.
_ Eb I got the call last Christmas Eve.
He made, told me the news.
_ Ab Eb I tried all night not to break down and cry.
Ab As tears rolled down Eb my face.
I felt so cold and empty.
_ Ab Like a lost soul out of place.
_ Eb And the mirror, mirror Fm.
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Eb Seen the smile, it fades Ab _ .
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_ _ _ _ I _ _ _ _ give me something Eb to believe in.
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Underneath the broken old neon sign.
I used to read Jesus' _ saints _ .
I'm on the way to live the rich folks.
Ab And I see how they're living it up.
_ Eb While the poor they eat from hell to mouth.
Rich drink Fm from the golden cup.
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And it just makes Fm me wonder.
If I'll ever learn to love again.
Or stop Eb trying to lose the Ab fuel in _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ me.
I give me something Eb to believe in _ .
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I give me something to believe _ _ _ _ _ _ _ in _ _ .
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Gm Things I didn't Ab know they were.
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