Carrie Underwood – Praying For Time (Ukulele)

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G Cm Eb6 D7
G                                 D
  These are the days of the open hand

                      Dm
They will not be the last
Look around now
      Cm                   Eb6     F        G
These are the days of the beggars and the choosers

                               D
This is the year of the hungry man

                      Dm
Whose place is in the past

                  Cm              Eb6     F      Am
Hand in hand with ignorance and legitimate  excuses

                             E7
The rich declare themselves poor

                        Am7
And most of us are not sure

                               D7
If we have too much but we’ll take our chances

                    E7       Am
‘Cause God stopped keeping score

                             E7
I guess somewhere along the way

                               Am7
He must have let us all out to play
And turned his back
     D7
And all God’s children

      C        G
Crept out the back door

                     D
And its hard to love

                       Dm
Theres so much to hate

                   Cm
Hanging onto hope

           Eb6    F        G
When there is no hope to speak of

                       D
And the wounded skies above

                  Dm
Say its much too late

   Cm              Eb6      F          G    Cm   Eb6   D7
Oh maybe we should all be praying for time

G                                D
  This is the year of the empty hand

                          Dm
Oh you hold onto what you can

                 Cm             Eb6     F
And charity is a coat you wear twice a year

G                                  D
  These are the days of the guilty man

                        Dm
your television takes a stand

              Cm                 Eb6
And you find that what was over there

    F     Am
Is over here

                                E7
So you scream from behind your door

                                Am7
Say whats mine is mine and not yours
I may have too much
          D7                                 E7     Am
But I’ll take my chances cause God stopped keeping score

                                     E7
And you’ll cling to the things they sold you

                                   Am7
Did you cover your eyes when they told you
That he cant come back
          D7
‘Cause he has no children

    C         G
to come back for

                     D                             Dm
And its hard to love   when theres so much to hate

                       Cm
And hanging onto hope

           Eb6    F        G      
When there is no hope to speak of

                        D
And the wounded skies above

                   Dm
Say its much, much too late

         Cm             Eb6      F      G       Cm   D7  G
Mm, well maybe we should all be praying   for time