Chords for The Devil came down to Phoenix - Leslie Fish

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The devil [Bb] came [Gm] down to Phoenix [G] looking for [D] faith to eat.
For the fear and faith of the [Bb] whole soul of my exalted one [D] and me,
had [Gm] faith become [Eb] scarcer [F] in these _ [D] moricidic years.
Still he [Gm] thought he'd [F] find an easy [D] dinner here.
[Dm] Oh, oh, oh, [Gm] I _ [D] disbelieve you.
[G] I _ [Eb] disbelieve you.
[Bb] I [D] disbelieve you.
You're not [Gm] real. _ _ _
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_ He took the shape of a [Bb] creature on the corner of [D] the street,
and he impelled [G] damnation at everyone [D] he'd meet,
_ [Gm] describing [Cm] hell and Satan [F] in light and [A] sharp detail. _ _
[D] [G] The armory saw his [Dm] finest [D] efforts fail.
Oh, oh, oh, I _ disbelieve you.
[Eb] I _ disbelieve you.
[Bb] I [D] disbelieve you.
You're not real.
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[D] _ _ _ [Gm] Passers-by ignored [Dm] him and [G] kept on [D] passing by.
Only haggling [Bb] teenage punks could look him in [D] the eye. _ _
[Gm] Give up, an old man told him, [F] what is [D] hell here?
_ _ _ [Gm] After [G] you've survived ten [D] summers here.
Oh, oh, oh, [Gm] I _ disbelieve you.
[Cm] I _ [Gm] disbelieve you.
[Bb] I _ disbelieve you.
You're [Gm] not real.
[Dm] So _ [Gm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] [Dm] he put on his classic [G] shape of a horn and a [D] nose and a tail,
and his fireballs around [G] the street, and he howled and [D] pranced and wailed.
_ [Gm] But both displayed a great many tricks, [F] though he thinks one [D] be hard.
_ [Gm] At a time, a nymph [F] handed him [D] her card. _ _ _
_ I disbelieve you.
[Cm] I disbelieve [Bb] you.
I _ disbelieve [D] you.
You're [Gm] not real.
_ [Dm] A [Gm] _ _
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wise old nun of a shaman came up to him and said,
the spoon-lined figure you're looking for, [G] and he slammed his long dead.
_ [Gm] If faith [Cm] can move a mountain, [G] unfaith can tear [D] it down.
[Gm] All of a sudden, I think [F] he'd best get [D] out of town.
_ _ _ [Gm] I disbelieve you.
I disbelieve [Bb] you.
I disbelieve [B] you.
[D] You're not real. _
[Dm] _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Just where [D] you'll find good hunting, [F]
there's no place I [D] can name,
where life is soft [Dm] and easy, [D] life is soft and [Bb] simple, and [G] faith's an easy [D] game.
_ _ [Gm] Our foot can learn the hard [G] way to always know [D] the score, _
and faith is not a [Dm] virtue _ anymore.
_ _ _ _ I disbelieve [Eb] you.
I disbelieve you.
[Bb] I _ [D] disbelieve you.
You're not real. _ _
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_ [D] The [Bb] devil looked at his shadow and [G] saw it [D] thin and gray.
The power of [Bb] all that disbelief was gnawing him [D] away.
_ He ran [G] back home and barred the door [F] to wait for a better [D]
year,
_ _ [Gm] in hope that [G] someday he would [D] no more hear.
_ _ _ I [G] disbelieve you.
I disbelieve you.
[Bb] I _ [D] disbelieve you.
You're not real.
You're not real. _ _
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