H, Hmaj7, H7, Emi, Emi6, H (2x)
HThese are the days of the open Hmaj7hand
They might just be the H7last
Look around now
These Emiare the days of the beggars Emi6and the Hchoosers
This is the year of the hungry Hmaj7man
Whose place is in the H7past
Hand in hand with Emiignorance
And legitimateEmi6 exC#micuses
The rich declare themselG#ves poor
And most of us are noEt sure
If we have too much
But we'll F#take our chances
'Cause God's stopped F#7keeping C#miscore
I guess somewhere along the G#way
He must have let us all out to Eplay
Turned his back and F#all God's children
F#7Crept out the Hback door
And it's hard to love,Hmaj7 there's so much to hateH7
Hanging on to hopeEmi
When there is no Emi6hope to Hspeak of
And the wounded skies aHmaj7bove say it's much too much too H7late
Well Emmaybe we should all be Em6praying for Htime
H, Hmaj7, H7, Emi, Emi6, H (2x)
These are the days of the empty Hmaj7hand
Oh you hold on to what you H7can
And charity is a Emicoat you wear twice a Emi6year
HThis is the year of the guilty Hmaj7man
Your television takes a H7stand
And you find that Emiwhat was over there is Emi6over C#mihere
So you scream from behind your G#door
Say what's mine is mine and not Eyours
I may have too much but I'll F#take my chances
'Cause F#7God's stopped keeping C#miscore
And you cling to the things they G#sold you
Did you cover your eyes when they Etold you
That he can't come back
'Cause he F#has no childrenF#7 to come Hback for
It's hard to loveHmaj7 there's so much to hateH7
Hanging on to hopeEmi when there is no Emi6hope to Hspeak of
And the wounded skies aHmaj7bove say it's much too H7late
So Emimaybe we should all be Emi6praying for Htime
H, Hmaj7, H7, Emi, Emi6, H (2x)
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