| D | G/D | |
| Well | I see him on the TV | preaching 'bout the promised land |
| D | G/D | |
| He | tells me to believe in Jesus steals the | money from my hand |
| D | G/D | D | G/D | |
| Some say he was a good | man | lord I think he | sinned |
| D | G/D | |
| Twenty two years of mental tears cries a | suicidal Vietnam vet |
| D | G/D | |
| Who fought a | losing war on a foriegn shore to find his | country didn't want him back |
| D | G/D | |
| Their | bullets took his best friend in Saigon our lawyers took his | wife and kids no regrets |
| D | G/D | |
| In a | time I don't remember in a | war he can't forget |
| D | Em | D/F# | |
| He cried " | Forgive me for what I've | done there cause I n | ever meant the |
| G | |
| things I | did |
| (no chord) D |
| And give me something to believe in |
| G/D | |
| If there's a | lord above |
| D | |
| Give me something to beli | eve in |
| G/D | |
| Oh | lord arise |
| D | G/D | |
| My | best friend died a lonley man in some | Palm Springs motel room |
| D | G/D | |
| I | got the call last Christmas Eve and they | told me the news |
| D | G/D | |
| I | tried all night not to break down and cry as the | tears rolled down my face |
| D | G/D | |
| I | felt so cold and empty like a | lost soul out of place |
| D | Em | D/F# | G | |
| And | mirror mirror | on the wall see my | smile it fades | again |
| (no chord) D |
| And give me something to believe in |
| G/D | |
| If there's a | lord above |
| D | |
| Give me something to | believe in |
| G/D | |
| Oh | lord arise |
| G | D | Em | D/F# | G | |
| Sometimes I | wish to God I | didn't know now | things I didn't know | then |
| Solo: G :D/G... |
| D | G/D | |
| I drive by the | homeless sleeping on the cold dark street like | bodies in an open grave |
| D | G/D | |
| Underneath the broken old neon sign that | used to read "Jesus Saves" |
| D | G/D | |
| A | mile away live the rich folks and I | see how they livin' it up |
| D | D | |
| While the | poor they eatin' from hand to mouth the rich | drinkin' from a golden cup |
| D | Em | D/F# | G | |
| And it just makes me | wonder why so many | lose and so few | win |
| (no chord) D |
| And give me something to believe in |
| G/D | |
| If there's a | lord above |
| D | |
| Give me something to beli | eve in |
| G/D | |
| Oh | lord arise |
| G | Em | D/F# | G | |
| Sometimes I | wish to God I didn't know now | things I didn't know | then |
| D | |
| And give me something to believe | in |
| END |