Аккорды Jon Foreman - Patron Saint Of Rock And Roll

                 E        G              A
I saw the patron saints parade down city hall
D                E              G                  A
I saw the patron saints for the handsome, rich and tall
D                E        G             A
I felt so out of place, appalling and appalled
D               A                 C              D
They all drove away and there was no one left to call

            G                                C    D
Cause there ain’t no surrogate savior for my soul
      G                                  C
There ain’t no patron saint for rock and roll
    D
For rock and roll

  D                       A    G              A
I stood and watched the parade crowded in the back
  D              A                 G         A
I couldn’t see a thing through the patriotic flag
D                      A       G               A
The huddled masses and me disillusioned in the rain
D                      A            C              D
Wondering what America means when I feel so out of place

            G                                C    D
Cause there ain’t no surrogate savior for my soul
      G                                  C
There ain’t no patron saint for rock and roll
    D             E
For rock and roll

F#               Bm  D   E            A
Sometimes I feel lonely, devilish and old
F#m            G      F#              B
As if my congregation were the bitter cold
       Em     A                   D 
And my hymnal feels like it’s got holes
G                    C       B                  
  Christ alone could save my soul

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D                  A
There’s a park downtown
          G            A
Where the homeless get ignored
          D                      A
Where the church next door is a crowd
         G               A
Singing “Blessed are the poor”
          D              A 
Where the Mercedes drive away
            G                    A
Muttering, “druggies, drunks and whores”
          D                 A
Where the bumper sticker displays
    C              D
“My copilot is the Lord”

            G                                C    D
Cause there ain’t no surrogate savior for my soul
      G                                  C
There ain’t no patron saint for rock and roll
    D
For rock and roll