Chords for Karen Lynne - Where Jesus Is (with Daryl Mosley)
Tempo:
135.05 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
F#m
D
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
[F#m]
[D]
[A] [Em]
[A]
[F#m]
[D]
[E]
[A] This morning the pews [F#m] were hay bales,
[D] The pulpit a saddle [E] thrown over a stone,
[A] The floor just a carpet [B] of sawdust,
[F#m] [D] The baptistry was [E] a rusty old trough.
[A]
There were no [F#m] steeples, there were [D] no hymns,
But heaven [E] came down.
[A]
There were no stoops, [F#m]
just worn out [D] poops,
Standing on holy [E] ground.
[F#m] I guess it's true, [E] if even two,
[D] Are gathered [A] in [E] his name.
That's where Jesus [A] hid,
[F#m]
[D]
[A]
[E] [A] Somewhere they were gathered [F#m] and prayed,
[D] Their altar a footlocker [E]
dropped in the sand.
[A]
Sundays at home, [B] just a [F#m]
memory,
[D] There in that tent, [E] they still felt his hand.
[A]
There were no [F#m] steeples, there were no [D] hymns,
But heaven came [E]
down.
[A]
There were no stoops, [F#m]
just worn out [D] poops,
Standing on holy [E] ground.
[C#m] [F#m] I guess it's true, [E] if even two,
[D] Are gathered [A] in [E] his name.
That's where [A] Jesus hid,
[F#m]
[D]
[F#m] [E]
[A]
[F#m]
[D]
[E]
[D]
On an airplane, [E]
or this old [F#m] bus,
[D]
In the silence, [A] he always meets [E]
us.
[A]
Where there's no [F#m] steeples, where there's no hymns,
[D] There's no steeples, heaven [E] comes down.
[A]
In our sung and shoes, [F#m]
or in our cowboy [D] boots,
It's all [E] holy ground.
[F#m] I guess it's true, [E] if even two,
[D] Are gathered [A] in [E] his name.
That's where [A] Jesus hid,
[F#m]
This is where [D] Jesus [E] hid.
[A]
[N]
[F#m]
[D]
[A] [Em]
[A]
[F#m]
[D]
[E]
[A] This morning the pews [F#m] were hay bales,
[D] The pulpit a saddle [E] thrown over a stone,
[A] The floor just a carpet [B] of sawdust,
[F#m] [D] The baptistry was [E] a rusty old trough.
[A]
There were no [F#m] steeples, there were [D] no hymns,
But heaven [E] came down.
[A]
There were no stoops, [F#m]
just worn out [D] poops,
Standing on holy [E] ground.
[F#m] I guess it's true, [E] if even two,
[D] Are gathered [A] in [E] his name.
That's where Jesus [A] hid,
[F#m]
[D]
[A]
[E] [A] Somewhere they were gathered [F#m] and prayed,
[D] Their altar a footlocker [E]
dropped in the sand.
[A]
Sundays at home, [B] just a [F#m]
memory,
[D] There in that tent, [E] they still felt his hand.
[A]
There were no [F#m] steeples, there were no [D] hymns,
But heaven came [E]
down.
[A]
There were no stoops, [F#m]
just worn out [D] poops,
Standing on holy [E] ground.
[C#m] [F#m] I guess it's true, [E] if even two,
[D] Are gathered [A] in [E] his name.
That's where [A] Jesus hid,
[F#m]
[D]
[F#m] [E]
[A]
[F#m]
[D]
[E]
[D]
On an airplane, [E]
or this old [F#m] bus,
[D]
In the silence, [A] he always meets [E]
us.
[A]
Where there's no [F#m] steeples, where there's no hymns,
[D] There's no steeples, heaven [E] comes down.
[A]
In our sung and shoes, [F#m]
or in our cowboy [D] boots,
It's all [E] holy ground.
[F#m] I guess it's true, [E] if even two,
[D] Are gathered [A] in [E] his name.
That's where [A] Jesus hid,
[F#m]
This is where [D] Jesus [E] hid.
[A]
[N]
Key:
A
E
F#m
D
B
A
E
F#m
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ [A] This morning the pews [F#m] were hay _ bales,
[D] The pulpit a saddle [E] thrown over a stone, _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] The floor just a carpet [B] of sawdust,
[F#m] _ _ [D] The baptistry was [E] a rusty old _ trough. _
_ _ _ _ [A] _
There were no [F#m] steeples, there were [D] no hymns, _
But heaven [E] came down.
_ _ _ [A] _
There were no stoops, [F#m] _ _
just worn out [D] poops,
Standing on holy [E] ground.
_ _ _ _ [F#m] I guess it's true, _ [E] if even two,
[D] Are gathered [A] in _ [E] his name. _ _ _ _
That's where Jesus [A] hid,
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [A] Somewhere they were gathered [F#m] and prayed,
_ _ _ [D] Their altar a footlocker [E] _
dropped in the sand. _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _
Sundays at home, [B] just a [F#m]
memory,
_ _ _ [D] There in that tent, [E] they still felt his hand. _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _
There were no [F#m] steeples, there were no [D] hymns, _
But heaven came [E] _
down.
_ _ _ [A] _
There were no stoops, [F#m] _ _
just worn out [D] poops, _
Standing on holy [E] ground.
_ _ [C#m] _ _ [F#m] I guess it's true, _ [E] if even two,
[D] Are gathered [A] in _ [E] his name. _ _ _ _
That's where [A] Jesus hid,
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _
On an airplane, [E] _
or this old [F#m] bus,
[D] _
In the silence, [A] he always meets [E] _ _ _ _
us.
_ _ [A] _
Where there's no [F#m] steeples, where there's no hymns,
[D] There's no steeples, _ _ heaven [E] comes down.
_ _ _ [A] _
In our sung and shoes, [F#m] _
or in our cowboy [D] boots, _
It's all [E] holy ground.
_ _ _ [F#m] I guess it's true, _ [E] if even two,
[D] Are gathered [A] in _ [E] his _ name. _ _ _
That's where [A] Jesus hid,
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _
This is where [D] Jesus _ [E] hid. _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ [A] This morning the pews [F#m] were hay _ bales,
[D] The pulpit a saddle [E] thrown over a stone, _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] The floor just a carpet [B] of sawdust,
[F#m] _ _ [D] The baptistry was [E] a rusty old _ trough. _
_ _ _ _ [A] _
There were no [F#m] steeples, there were [D] no hymns, _
But heaven [E] came down.
_ _ _ [A] _
There were no stoops, [F#m] _ _
just worn out [D] poops,
Standing on holy [E] ground.
_ _ _ _ [F#m] I guess it's true, _ [E] if even two,
[D] Are gathered [A] in _ [E] his name. _ _ _ _
That's where Jesus [A] hid,
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [A] Somewhere they were gathered [F#m] and prayed,
_ _ _ [D] Their altar a footlocker [E] _
dropped in the sand. _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _
Sundays at home, [B] just a [F#m]
memory,
_ _ _ [D] There in that tent, [E] they still felt his hand. _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _
There were no [F#m] steeples, there were no [D] hymns, _
But heaven came [E] _
down.
_ _ _ [A] _
There were no stoops, [F#m] _ _
just worn out [D] poops, _
Standing on holy [E] ground.
_ _ [C#m] _ _ [F#m] I guess it's true, _ [E] if even two,
[D] Are gathered [A] in _ [E] his name. _ _ _ _
That's where [A] Jesus hid,
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _
On an airplane, [E] _
or this old [F#m] bus,
[D] _
In the silence, [A] he always meets [E] _ _ _ _
us.
_ _ [A] _
Where there's no [F#m] steeples, where there's no hymns,
[D] There's no steeples, _ _ heaven [E] comes down.
_ _ _ [A] _
In our sung and shoes, [F#m] _
or in our cowboy [D] boots, _
It's all [E] holy ground.
_ _ _ [F#m] I guess it's true, _ [E] if even two,
[D] Are gathered [A] in _ [E] his _ name. _ _ _
That's where [A] Jesus hid,
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _
This is where [D] Jesus _ [E] hid. _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _