Bernard Fanning - Shelter for my soul

At t^Amhe end o^Gf my d^Emays, when i'm c^Falled to g^Co In^Amto the o^Gpen a^Emrms of the h^Foly gh^Cost to h^Amave lived s^Guch a l^Emife as ^Fi have k^Cnown Fo^Amrtune f^Gollows ^Emme, but i'm b^Frave no m^Core

F^Amor my gr^Geat mist^Emakes, i will s^Furely pa^Cy I'm r^Amunning l^Gow, and the d^Emevil's o^Fn my tr^Cail When f^Amate del^Givers m^Eme, all i'm a^Fsking f^Cor is a pl^Amace to r^Gest and sh^Emelter f^For my s^Coul

^AmIf i could s^Gpend my da^Fys free from the pr^Emison of your g^Caze th^Amen i could die a ^Ghappy m^Fan ^AmIf i could sp^Gend my day^Fs free from the sha^Emdow of my n^Came ^Amthen i cold die a h^Gappy m^Fan

^AmWhen i ^Gam rel^Emeased from this m^Fortal l^Cow ^Ami'll take my le^Gave, but ^Emi don't w^Fant to g^Co ^AmWhen fate del^Givers m^Eme, all i'm a^Fsking f^Cor ^Amis a place to r^Gest and sh^Emelter f^For my so^Cul.