Autoscroll
1 Column 
Text size
Transpose 0
Capo: 2
# Date: Sat, 10 Feb 1996 19:50:30 -0800 From: Ronn <arkay@connectnet.com> One Of Us by Eric Bazilian, as recorded by Joan Osborne as transcribed by R.Kilby (arkay@connectnet.com) Capo 2nd fret (key of F#m) Em - C+9 - G - D Em C+9 G D If God had a name, what would it be'
And would you caEmll it to his fCace GIf you were fDaced with him
Em C+9 G D In all his glory -- what would you ask' Em C+9 G D If you had just one question' C+9 G D Yeah... yeah... God is great C+9 G D Yeah... yeah... God is good C+9 D Yeah... yeah... yeah... yeah... yeah... Em C+9 G D What if God was one of us' Em C+9 G D Just a slob like one of us' Em C+9 G D Just a stranger on the bus trying to make his way home Em C+9 G D If God had a face, what would it look like And would you want to see' If seeing meant that you would have to believe, In things like heaven and in Jesus and the saints and all the prophets Trying to make his way home... Like up to heaven all alone... Nobody calling on the phone... Except for the Pope, maybe in Rome. ====================================================================== C+9 = E 3 B 3 G 0 D 2 B 3 E x --------------741C223245CD Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Disposition: inline; filename="pensacola.txt" Pensacola by Joan Osborne, Eric Bazilian, Rob Hyman, Rick Chertoff as transcribed by R.Kilby (arkay@connectnet.com)
Well I fAmound him in PCensaGcolaAm, in a trailerC in the Gsand, Am The man from the Cpicture,G
EmHe's stained yellow Fin my Ghand, Em7he's stained yellow Fin my Ghand. He was Amsquinting and CstubbledG, andAm standing in the door,C G
He said Amif you've come to take the Ccar aGway, EmI don't have it Fany Gmore, EmI don't have it Fany Gmore.
Am C G (yay-hay etc) Am C G He's got the gospel on the radio, and the gospel on TV, He's got all of the transcripts Back to 19-63, back to 19-63. He said I sold my blood for money , There wasn't any pain, But I just can't stand the feeling, It's in someone else's veins, it's in someone else's veins. Yay-hey etc... Mama took me aside, tried to change my mind, She said "don't waste your time, in looking,, There's nothing nothing, left to find, nothing, nothing left to find." So I left him in Pensacola, in a trailer in the sand, The man from the picture, He's stained yellow in my hand, he's stained yellow in my hand. --------------741C223245CD--