Dave Carter & Tracy Grammer - Workin for jesus

She's a ^Flittle overdressed ^G But it ^Fnever hurts to sh^Cine She in^Fvokes the turtle ^Gdove She a^Fwaits the number ^Amnine Standing a^Emlone in the ^Fgrey of the morn^Ging

But ^Csoon the ^Friders come to ^Gwait And they ^Ftake their papers out^C They ^Fdo not know the ^Ggirl But they ^Fknow that she's about^Am Keeping the ^Clight and the warn^Ging

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And the bus comes like ^Dsus2thun--^Cder And the doves rise a^Dsus2round ^Cher And she don't mind the ^Gmwinter ^{C F} 'Cause she's ^Gworkin' for ^AmJesus And she's ^Dmworkin' for ^Flove And she's ^Gworkin' for ^Clove

There's a ^Fclock beside the ^Gbed There's a ^Fbible on the ^Cstand She will ^Fcome home after ^Gdark She will ^Ftake the book in hand^Am Feeling the ^Emgrains of the ^Fblack leather ^Gbinding

And ^Cso, she ^Fspeaks to me some^Gtimes Of ^Fflesh and mortal chains^C And ^Fwhere the ashes ^Ggo And the ^Fspirit that remains^Am Rising like ^Cmist, see it shin^Ging

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And her words sound like ^Dsus2thun--^Cder And the spirit has ^Dsus2found h^Cer And she knows how to ^Gmreach me ^{C F} 'Cause she's ^Gworkin' for ^AmJesus And she's ^Dmworkin' for ^Flove And she's ^Gworkin' for ^Clove

Well, I have ^Fset my foot upon^G The ^Froad of black and white^C I have ^Fpassed the gates of ^Gdawn I am ^Fmaking for the light^Am Barring the ^Emdoor on the ^Fdarkness and ^Gsorrow

But ^Cshe is ^Fsomewhere up a^Ghead She is ^Ffar beyond my reach^C She has ^Fwalked across the ^Gsea She is ^Fsleeping on the beach^Am Bordering ^Ctime and tomor^Grow

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And her days pass in ^Dsus2won---^Cder And the angels sur^Dsus2round h^Cer And she don't even ^Gmmiss me ^{C F} 'Cause she's ^Gworkin' for ^AmJesus And she's ^Dmworkin' for ^Flove And she's ^Gworkin' for ^AmJesus And she's ^Dmworkin' for ^Flove And she's ^Gworkin' for ^AmJesus And she's ^Dmworkin' for ^Flove And she's ^Gworkin' for ^Clove ^G And she's ^Fworkin' for ^Clove ^G And she's ^Fworkin' for ^Clove