Angel Band chords

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_ _ _ _ _ Well, look who the devil dragged in.
We didn't think you'd show up, did we guys.
_ _ Shit, the barn.
I mean, come on, man.
Them was just drunk plans.
You said you'd help.
Why do you think I mean what I say.
I am completely unreliable.
I mean, I am a terrible friend.
Which way is Church Lane.
I'm just going to walk into town, hitch a ride home.
Is it that way.
Could be.
Oh, real helpful, bud.
_ _ I'll let you play it.
Don't make promises you can't keep.
I ain't lying.
You shitting me.
You finally going to let me play your cousin's guitar.
That's what I'm saying.
You're so full of shit.
Basil Watkins' guitar, the legend, God rest his soul.
You never let anyone touch it, let alone play it.
Honest.
_ All right, I'll do it.
Hare of the dog.
Oh, you such a good friend.
Ain't she.
_ Oh, slow down, brother.
All right, get your haggard ass up here.
We got to get to work.
You know he's going to be up in heaven.
Listen to me strum that thing.
Yeah, I hope he's got earplugs.
_ G D Hallelujah.
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_ _ G D Jubilee.
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_ _ G _ D _ Hallelujah.
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_ _ G D Jubilee.
_ G Hallelujah.
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_ _ G _ D Stands behind the pulpit.
He's calling G out a line.
_ _ D Responds to congregation just a little A ways behind.
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Echoes down the streets of gold through the G pearly Gb gates.
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F _ D Ripples over the Jordan, A and it goes on D by the banks.
_ _ He's rattling words on his dentures G in the pew.
_ F D He's holding down the bass.
It's a little A out of tune, G A but his D heart is in the hymn.
And that's all G a boy can do.
F _ D Make a joyful sound A till the rest have D come to roost.
_ G _ D Hallelujah.
_ G D Jubilee.
_ I E can't hear the A angel band.
_ D I was blind, but G now I see.
_ D And I'm just riding on a stone G when I A reach the D glory land.
_ _ _ Hallelujah.
G _ D _ _ _ G _ D _ _ _ .
G _ D _ _ _ G _ D She's shouting in the aisle.
She's shaking G something fierce.
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It feels good to be here after all these A faithful years.
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_ D She took a walk with Jesus.
Am She's touched his Em nails, G scarred her hands.
F _ D Didn't even bother A her that he ain't a D blue-eyed man.
G D Hallelujah.
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Em _ D Jubilee.
_ E I can't hear the A angel band.
_ D I was blind, but G now I see.
_ Ab D And I'm just riding on a stone A when I reach the D glory land.
_ G D Hallelujah.
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_ _ _ G _ _ F Hallelujah.
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_ There's Hindus, Jews, and Muslims, _ G Baptists of all kind.
_ _ D Catholic girls and Amish boys who've left their plows A behind.
Up D there in the choir, singing G side by side,.
F _ D.
wondering why exactly A they've been fussing the D whole time.
_ G D Hallelujah.
_ G _ D Jubilee.
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E I can't hear A the angel band.
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D I was blind, _ _ G but now I see.
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Abm D And I'm just riding on a stone A when I reach the D glory land.
_ G _ D Hallelujah.
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_ _ G _ D Jubilee.
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_ _ G D Hallelujah.
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_ G Hallelujah.
D Jubilee.
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_ G I D can't hear the _ G _ D _ .
_ _ G D angel band.
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_ G _ _ D Hallelujah.
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_ G _ D Jesus.
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_ G _ _ N _ _ Here you go, brother.
You burned it.
_ _ You know what _ .
I'm good.
_ G _ I just want to spend some time together, you know, you and me, like the old days.
Well, we haven't finished hanging the second Gbm barn door yet.
That's something we could do together.
Ab _ G I actually know how to do that.
N I'd be willing to bet you don't.
It's a long story.
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