Аккорды Megan Moroney - God Plays A Gibson

[Intro]

G C Em D C

[Verse]

               G
He's got the whole world in His hands,
      C
 That much I understand
             Em
Thanks to a Sunday morning,
  D                    C
White church, front-row seat
       G
I try not to complicate Him,
          C
 Keep it simple when I’m prayin'
      Em
And trust He's got
      D               C
Some kind of plan for me


[Pre-Chorus]

Em             D           C
Every night I bow my head, amen
Em              D           C
 Just like I’m talking to a friend,

and I can picture Him


[Chorus]

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


[Verse]

           G
He turned watеr into wine seems
 C
Like my kind of guy
           Em                     D
I bet Hе's up there six-string strummin'
         C
with Loretta Lynn tonight


[Pre-Chorus]

Em             D           C
Every night I bow my head, amen
          Em              D
Like I’m catching up with one of
                 C
one of my old friends and
                 D   C
I picture Him


[Chorus]

            G
I bet God drives a Silverado,
                 C
I could see His house

Sitting on some land
      Em             D
And this year it's pretty clear
        C
He's a Georgia Bulldog fan
         G
I spend so much of my time wonderin'
 C
what He's really like
            Em
I like to think He spends
    D                C
His off days up there fishin'
       D               G
And I bet God plays a Gibson

 C   Em
  D   C


[Bridge]

     Am
How cool would it be,
          C
if this guitar that's savin’ me
        G
Is the same one that He's playin',
             D
I might be wrong,

all I'm saying


[Chorus]
               G
Is I bet God drives a Silverado,
                 C
I could see His house sitting on

some land
      Em             D
And this year it's pretty clear
         C
He's a Georgia Bulldog fan
         G
I spend so much of my time wonderin'
     C
what He's really like
            Em
I like to think He spends
     D               C
His off days up there fishin'
       D               G      C
And I bet God plays a Gibson
                   G      C
I bet God plays a Gibson