Intro
| Fm | Cm |
| Fm | Fm | C | C |
| Fm | Fm | C | C |
Fm C
V1: Sweet Jesus I'm on fire, she has the sweetest, darkest eyes
Fm C
And when it comes into her eyes i know iron and steel couldn't hold me
Fm C
Good God i'm easy bruised, but so often a moth to her flame
Fm
And the things that she's asked me to do
C
Will see a city of saints forgetting his name
A#m Fm C Fm
C1: I have an audience with the pope and I'm saving the world at eight
A#m Fm
But if she says she needs me, she says she needs me
C (Gm)
Everybody's gonna have to wait, uh-huh
LINK: |(Fm) | Gm | C | C |
| Fm | Fm | C | C |
Fm
V2: (Where could she be?) Was that a minute or an hour?
C
(Where could she be?) She turns the hours into days
Fm C
Kill the phone, cover the cage and wait for the doorbell to ring
Fm
(Where could she be?) No she won't come running
C
(Where could she be?) The world is turning at her pace
Fm C
Gonna kill the phone, cover the cage and wait for the doorbell to ring
A#m Fm C Fm
C2: I have an audience with the pope and I'm saving the world at eight
A#m Fm
But if she says she needs me, she says she needs me
C
Everybody's gonna have to wait
A#m Fm C Fm
C3: I have an audience with the pope and I'm saving the world at eight
A#m Fm
But if she says she needs me, she says she needs me
C (Gm)
Everybody's gonna have to wait, uh-huh
SOLO: |(Fm) | Gm | C | C |
| Fm | Fm | C | C |
| A#m | Fm | C | Fm |
| A#m | Fm | C | C |
A#m Fm C Fm
C4: I have an audience with the pope and I'm saving the world at eight
A#m Fm
But if she says she needs me, she says she needs me
C
Everybody's gonna have to wait
C (Gm)
Everybody's gonna have to wait, uh-huh
OUTRO: |(Gm) | Cm | Fm | Cm |
| Fm |
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