Presidents Song

Intro: F#m [Verso 1] F#m Bm Innocent come and bang on that tambourine F#m Bm The hands that you left, that brought you straight home to me F#m Bm Were bright blue and swollen, but I feel they can be reattached F#m Bm Because theres something inside that the man has not figured out just yet [Pré-Refrão] F#m But if this is not what you wanted then say, if this is not what you wanted remember [Refrão] A Bm The days when the church, flooded our valley C#7 Bm without leaving the balance of the offering F#m Bm was great was great F#m Ah-oom! Ah-oom! [Verso 2] F#m Bm So innocent go and make your way straight and fast F#m Bm to be found where you hide is desired the least and last F#m Bm That roar from above is not the engines of aeroplanes F#m Bm its the storm that hides high in the mountain and brings down that last long rain [Pré-Refrão] F#m But the belief was that whats great will stand. Oh, the belief was that whats great will stand [Refrão] A Bm The church in our chests, the reckless and pealing bells C#7 Bm may make sweet all the hours but the promise was, A Bm was to save, was to save A Bm was to save, was to save F#m Ah-oom! Ah-oom! Ah-oom! (hard stop at the end of the last Ah-oom!)