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