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Off UK version of Here We Stand. Just follow the pattern for the rest of the verses. Enjoy. Jesus Stole My Baby
JesAus stole Gmy baby A G JesAus stole Gmy girl A G He Atook her Gaway for anA hour everGy sunday AndC cut all of hDer beautifuEl curls
A G D (x4) She was always easy seven days of the week A G D (x2) Now she's a bore and I've seen it before
She thinks iCt giveDs her Esome kind of mystique A G D (x2) Said that she just want's to save me A G D (x2) Said you can't go on the way that you are A G D (x2) She chased all my friends, hurts my brain till it bends Hides mCy cigaDrettesE and steals my guitar
E A D (x4) E A D (x3) And it's a long time since she was mine, Pretending I am fine
Another simGple boCy on tBhe telephone line E A D (x3) And though she is living here with me, I'm aching to be free She takes iGt all Cso godB damn seriously
Well I've always been in love with her treasure But she might as well be locked up in chains When I ask she says no and I'm feeling so low I'm bursting from my feet to my brains Now if I could only talk to this Jesus I'd tell him just how lonely I've been I'd ask him to send home my baby again So she can see what kinda state I've been in Jesus stole my baby So maybe I should steal his She used to be mine Now she's so dull and divine May not be nice but thats the way that it is And I'm lost here among the clowns, Jesus men in gowns All sandals and out of tune guitars And she talks in terrified tones, of skeleton bones Screaming through a mangled microphone And it's a long time since she was mine, Pretending I am fine Another simple boy on the telephone line And though she is living here with me, I'm aching to be free She takes it all so god damn seriously