Chords for Praying for Time (Remastered)
Tempo:
63.95 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Ebm
Ab
F
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb]
[Ebm]
[Bb] Oh yeah
Mmm
Just Oh
[Ebm] These [Ab]
[Bb] are the days of the old man
They will not be the last
Look around
[Ebm] These are the days of the bears and [Bb] the cheetahs
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose places in the past
Are in the land
[Ebm] Where ignorance and the children
[Ab] [Cm] Exude fear
The rich declare [G] themselves poor
And most of us are not [Eb] sure
[Bb] If we have too much
[F] But we'll take a chance
As [Dm] God's not keeping [Cm] score I guess
[G] He must have let us all out [Bb] to play
Turned his back [F] on us children
[Bb] Crammed up on the table
And it's hard to know
So much to hate
And you want to [Ebm] hope
When there is no hope [Bb] to be
The wound gets got to burn
Says it's much, much too late
Well [Ebm] maybe we should all
Be praying [Bb] for time
To run the world
Oh [Ebm] [Ab] [Bb] yeah
These
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] are the days of the empty can
Oh you hold on to what you can
But charity [Ebm] is a cult you win
Twice [Ab] a year
[Bb] This is the year of the guilty man
Your calendars and tapes stand
And you find
[Ebm] That what was over there
[Ab] Is over [Cm] here
So you scream from behind [G] it
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 [Gm] not [Cm] keeping score
And you cling to the things [G] He told you
And you cover your eyes when [Bb] He told you
That He can't come back
[F] Cause He has no children
To [Bb] come back for
It's hard to know
There's so much to hate
Hanging on to [Ebm] hope
When there is [Ab] no [Bb] hope to be
The wound gets got to burn
Says it's much, much too late
Well [Ebm] maybe we should all
Be praying [Bb] for time
[Ebm] [Ab] Oh [Bb] yeah
[Ebm] [F]
[Bb]
[Ebm]
[Bb] Oh yeah
Mmm
Just Oh
[Ebm] These [Ab]
[Bb] are the days of the old man
They will not be the last
Look around
[Ebm] These are the days of the bears and [Bb] the cheetahs
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose places in the past
Are in the land
[Ebm] Where ignorance and the children
[Ab] [Cm] Exude fear
The rich declare [G] themselves poor
And most of us are not [Eb] sure
[Bb] If we have too much
[F] But we'll take a chance
As [Dm] God's not keeping [Cm] score I guess
[G] He must have let us all out [Bb] to play
Turned his back [F] on us children
[Bb] Crammed up on the table
And it's hard to know
So much to hate
And you want to [Ebm] hope
When there is no hope [Bb] to be
The wound gets got to burn
Says it's much, much too late
Well [Ebm] maybe we should all
Be praying [Bb] for time
To run the world
Oh [Ebm] [Ab] [Bb] yeah
These
[Ebm] [Ab]
[Bb] are the days of the empty can
Oh you hold on to what you can
But charity [Ebm] is a cult you win
Twice [Ab] a year
[Bb] This is the year of the guilty man
Your calendars and tapes stand
And you find
[Ebm] That what was over there
[Ab] Is over [Cm] here
So you scream from behind [G] it
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 [Gm] not [Cm] keeping score
And you cling to the things [G] He told you
And you cover your eyes when [Bb] He told you
That He can't come back
[F] Cause He has no children
To [Bb] come back for
It's hard to know
There's so much to hate
Hanging on to [Ebm] hope
When there is [Ab] no [Bb] hope to be
The wound gets got to burn
Says it's much, much too late
Well [Ebm] maybe we should all
Be praying [Bb] for time
[Ebm] [Ab] Oh [Bb] yeah
[Ebm] [F]
[Bb]
Key:
Bb
Ebm
Ab
F
Cm
Bb
Ebm
Ab
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[Bb] Oh yeah
Mmm
Just Oh
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ These [Ab] _
[Bb] _ are the days of the old man
They will not be the last
Look around
[Ebm] These are the days of the bears and [Bb] the cheetahs
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose places in the past
Are in the land
[Ebm] Where ignorance and the children
[Ab] [Cm] Exude fear
The rich declare [G] themselves poor
And most of us are not [Eb] sure
[Bb] If we have too much
[F] But we'll take a chance
As [Dm] God's not keeping [Cm] score I guess
_ [G] He must have let us all out [Bb] to play
_ Turned his back [F] on us children
[Bb] Crammed up on the table
And it's hard to know
So much to hate
_ And you want to [Ebm] hope
When there is no hope [Bb] to be
The wound gets got to burn
Says it's much, much too late
Well [Ebm] maybe we should all
Be praying [Bb] for _ _ _ time
To run the world
Oh _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Bb] yeah
These _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Bb] _ are the days of the empty can
Oh you hold on to what you can
But charity [Ebm] is a cult you win
Twice [Ab] a year
[Bb] This is the year of the guilty man
Your calendars and tapes stand
And you find
[Ebm] That what was over there
[Ab] Is over [Cm] here
So you scream from behind [G] it
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 [Gm] not [Cm] keeping score
And you cling to the things [G] He told you
And you cover your eyes when [Bb] He told you
That He can't come back
[F] Cause He has no children
To [Bb] come back for
It's hard to know
_ There's so much to hate
Hanging on to [Ebm] hope
When there is [Ab] no [Bb] hope to be
The wound gets got to burn
Says it's much, much too late
Well [Ebm] maybe we should all
Be praying [Bb] for time _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Ab] Oh [Bb] yeah _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [F] _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[Bb] Oh yeah
Mmm
Just Oh
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ These [Ab] _
[Bb] _ are the days of the old man
They will not be the last
Look around
[Ebm] These are the days of the bears and [Bb] the cheetahs
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose places in the past
Are in the land
[Ebm] Where ignorance and the children
[Ab] [Cm] Exude fear
The rich declare [G] themselves poor
And most of us are not [Eb] sure
[Bb] If we have too much
[F] But we'll take a chance
As [Dm] God's not keeping [Cm] score I guess
_ [G] He must have let us all out [Bb] to play
_ Turned his back [F] on us children
[Bb] Crammed up on the table
And it's hard to know
So much to hate
_ And you want to [Ebm] hope
When there is no hope [Bb] to be
The wound gets got to burn
Says it's much, much too late
Well [Ebm] maybe we should all
Be praying [Bb] for _ _ _ time
To run the world
Oh _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Bb] yeah
These _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Bb] _ are the days of the empty can
Oh you hold on to what you can
But charity [Ebm] is a cult you win
Twice [Ab] a year
[Bb] This is the year of the guilty man
Your calendars and tapes stand
And you find
[Ebm] That what was over there
[Ab] Is over [Cm] here
So you scream from behind [G] it
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 [Gm] not [Cm] keeping score
And you cling to the things [G] He told you
And you cover your eyes when [Bb] He told you
That He can't come back
[F] Cause He has no children
To [Bb] come back for
It's hard to know
_ There's so much to hate
Hanging on to [Ebm] hope
When there is [Ab] no [Bb] hope to be
The wound gets got to burn
Says it's much, much too late
Well [Ebm] maybe we should all
Be praying [Bb] for time _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Ab] Oh [Bb] yeah _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [F] _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _