Аккорды Megan Moroney - God Plays A Gibson

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
               C                         Fmaj7
He's got the whole world in His hands, that much I understand
             Am               G/B                    F/C
Thanks to a Sunday morning, white church, front-row seat
       C                              Fmaj7
I try not to complicate Him, keep it simple when I’m prayin'
      Am                 G/B              F/C
And trust He's got some kind of plan for me

[Pre-Chorus]
Am             G/B           F/C
Every night I bow my head, amen
Am              G/B           F/C
 Just like I’m talking to a friend, and I can picture Him

[Chorus]
            C                                  Fmaj7
I bet God drives a Silverado, I could see His house sitting on some land
      Am             G/B                F/C
And this year it's pretty clear He's a Georgia Bulldog fan
         C                             Fmaj7
I spend so much of my time wonderin' what He's really like
            Am                G/B                F/C
I like to think He spends His off days up there fishin'
       G               C      Fmaj7
And I bet God plays a Gibson

[Verse 2]
           C                     Fmaj7
He turned watеr into wine seems like my kind of guy
           Am                     G/B            F/C
I bet Hе's up there six-string strummin' with Loretta Lynn tonight

[Pre-Chorus]
Am             G/B           F/C
Every night I bow my head, amen
          Am              G/B             F/C                      G/D    F/C
Like I’m catching up with one of my old friends and I picture Him

[Chorus]
            C                                  Fmaj7
I bet God drives a Silverado, I could see His house sitting on some land
      Am             G/B                F/C
And this year it's pretty clear He's a Georgia Bulldog fan
         C                             Fmaj7
I spend so much of my time wonderin' what He's really like
            Am                G/B                F/C
I like to think He spends His off days up there fishin'
       G               C      Fmaj7    Am     G/B    F/C
And I bet God plays a Gibson

[Bridge]
     Dm                         F
How cool would it be, if this guitar that's savin’ me
        C                                       G
Is the same one that He's playin', I might be wrong, all I'm saying

[Chorus]
               C                                  Fmaj7
Is I bet God drives a Silverado, I could see His house sitting on some land
      Am             G/B                F/C
And this year it's pretty clear He's a Georgia Bulldog fan
         C                             Fmaj7
I spend so much of my time wonderin' what He's really like
            Am                G/B                F/C
I like to think He spends His off days up there fishin'
       G               C      Fmaj7
And I bet God plays a Gibson
                   C      Fmaj7
I bet God plays a Gibson

[Ending]
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