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Oh My God

by Jars of Clay

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Showing romanized lyrics (auto pronunciation guide) — switch the language to ខ្មែរ for the original Khmer script.

Am7 - Open A string

F - F on low E string

C - C on A string

Gsus - G on low E

Oh my Am7God, look around this pFlace,

Fingers reCach around the bone,

You set the Gsusbreak, you set the tGone,

Flights of gAm7race, and future faFlls,

In present pCain, all foolGsuss saGy,

Oh my GFod C G F C G

(This pattern continues for the next two verses)

Oh my God, why are we so afraid?

We make it worse when we don't bleed,

There is no cure for our disease,

Turn a phrase, and rise again,

Or fake your death, and only tell, your closest friends,

Oh my God

Oh my God, can I complain?

You take away my firm belief

And graft my soul upon your grief

Weddings, boats, and alibis,

All drift away

And a mother cries

Liars and fools, sons and failures,

Theives will always say

Lost and found, FaiGling wanderers,

HeCalers always sFay

WhAm7ores and angels, mGen with problems,

LeCavers always sFay

(The rest of the chords are as above until noted)

Broken hearted, seperated,

Orphans always say

War-creators, racial-haters,

Preachers always say

Distant fathers, fallen warriors,

Givers always say

Pilgrim saints, lonely widows,

Users always say

Fearful mothers, watchful doubters,

Saviors always say

SAm7ometimes I cannot forgive

And tGhese days mercy cuts so deep

ICf the world was how it should be

MFaybe I could get some sleep

WAm7hile I lay I dream we're better

ScGales were gone and faces lighter

WChen we wake we hate our brother

FWe still move to hurt each other

(The chords for the rest of the song are as above)

Sometimes I can close my eyes

And all the fear that keeps me silent

Falls below my heavy breathing

What makes me so badly bent

We all have a chance to murder

We all feel the need for wonder

We still want to be reminded

That the pain is worth the thunder

Sometimes when I lose my grip

I wonder what to make of Heaven

All the times I thought to reach up

All the times I had to give up

Babies underneath their beds

Hospitals that cannot treat

All the wounds that money causes

All the comforts of cathedrals

All the cries of thirsty children

This is our inheritance

All the rage of watching mothers

This is our greatest offence

Oh my God, Oh my God,

Oh my God

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