Mott the Hoople - Hymn for the dudes
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Intro
Am Em F C D#7 D7/C C
Verse 1
C F(g)
God ain't jive
C(f#) F(e)
For I can see his love
C F(g) C(f#) F
As it runs alive
C F(g)
'N one by one
C(f#) F(e)
Through fields of rusted wire
C F(g) C(f#)
The war has just begun
C F(g) C(f#)
Oh, cross over shame like the wise dove
C F(g) C(f#)
Who cares not for fame just for shy love
C E(f#) Amin(g) C(f#) F(e)
'N rejoice for the king ain't lost his throne, oh no
CHeC's still here, you are not alone
Same for verse 2
Verse 3
C F(g)
I got an idea
C(f#) F(e)
Go tell the superstar
C F(g)
All his hairs are turning grey
C F(g)
Star-spangled fear
C(f#) F(e)
As all the people disappear
C F(g) C(f#)
The limelight fades away
C E(f#) Amin(g) C(f#) F(e)
Cos if you think you are a star
C D7(f#) C(f#) F(e)
For so long they'll come from near and far
C E(f#) Amin(g) C(f#) F(e)
But you'll forget just who you are (yes you will)
CYou ain't the nazz
You're just a buzz
Some kinda temporary
Intro x2 for the solo
Like first verse
xrrx
God bless Mott