FAITH by Tim Rogers Tabbed by Stewart Allen (stew_boy@hotmail.com) Intro: E-5s7--7--5--3--5--6--7---- B-------------------------- G-5s7---7--5--4--5--6--7--- D-------------------------- A-------------------------- E-------------------------- G C Am G Put my faith in a bootle of booze that sent me softly into the night C D7 I've put my faith into football teams that filled my guts with fire B7(v1) B7/F#(v1) C G Em A7 But I still find myself a-picking blind when the time comes up to choose G D7 C D7 So I'm taking a stab with this ol' shaky hand, C D7 G I'm puttin my faith in you. Now I've wandered 'till my feet just seem to be on remote control stuck between the stations with the static constellations, superstition just through my core And I looked into that black ol' night as if its duty was to point some other way than straight to hell my soul not to annoint Bridge 1: Bm7 Bm7/F# B7(v2) B7/F#(v2) C G so punch me fair square in the face and drag my bones outside Bm7 Bm7/F# B7(v2) B7/F#(v2) C A7 Well I'm a living breathing example of a C-L-U-less guy F D7/F# So c'mon baby switch that light Oh well all my heroes are drunk or dead or sharing the ride with a laugh. Reformed junkies and reborn flunkies you wouldn't trust with your wife. So tell me what chance now did I have, to have a goddam clue. but dust on off that kitchen table baby I'm putting my faith in you. Bridge 2: G7 C C/B /Bb /A I've put my faith in so few things It's funny how I got through. A7 But don't you let my words a-fall to the ground, D7 C7 I'm putting my faith in you-hoooooooo ALL-RIGHT!!!! I'm sick of sitting fences and punching defensless, I need to make some sense of this mess And the closest I got to revelations this year was when I peeled of your summer dress So let's cut to chase, it's a secular taste that's gonna get us through. so dont let my words come on and fall to the ground I'm putting my faith in you, dont let my words come on and fall to the ground, sugar I'm putting my faith in you. Outro: There's a fancy part overdubbed, which is too difficult for a dull boy like me to work out, so I fake it by playing G and Gsus4 over and over and leave the audience hanging on Gsus4. Chords, only the subtleties here: B7(v1) x21202 B7/F#(v1) 2x1202 B7(v2) x24242 B7/F#(v2) 224242 D7/F# 200212 G 320003 Gsus4 320013 A7 x02020 trans-ed by the 'Central Team G Put my faith in a bottle in a bottle of booze C D G That sent me softly into the night G Put my faith into football teams C D That filled my guts with fire Bm Bm/A Em But I still find myself picking blind C D When the time comes up to choose Bm Bm/A G So I'm taking a step with old shaky hand C D G I'm putting my faith in you Now I've wondered til my feet just seem to be on remote control I'm stuck between the stations with the static constellations superstition just threw my call And I looked into that black old night As if its duty is to point Some other way than straight to hell My soul not to annoint Bm B7 C G So punch me fair square in the face and I drag my bones outside Bm B7 C Well I'm a living breathing example of a C L U less guy D So come on baby switch that light Well all my heros are drunk or dead Or sharing a ride with the life reformed junkies and reborn flunkies you wouldn't trust with your wife So tell me what chance now did I have To have a goddamn clue But dust on off that kitchen table baby I'm putting my faith in you G7 I've put my faith in so few things C /B It's funny how I got through Am But don't you let my words fall to the ground D I'm putting my faith in you I'm sick of sitting fences and punching defenceless I need to make some sense of this mess and the closest I got to revelations this year when I peeled off your summer dress so lets cut to the chase Its a secular taste thats gonna get us through so don't let my words c'mon and fall to the ground I'm putting my faith in you so don't let my words c'mon and fall to the ground I'm putting my faith in you