Chords for Take Me To Church- Hozier
Tempo:
64.4 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
F#m
A
C#
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#m] My [Bm] lover's got [F#m] humor.
She's the [Bm] giggle at a [A] funeral.
Knows [Bm] everybody's [F#m] disapproval.
I should've [Bm] worshipped her [F#] sooner, if the [Bm] heavens ever did [F#m] speak.
She's the [Bm] last true [A] mouthpiece.
Every [Bm] Sunday's getting [F#m] more bleak.
A fresh [Bm] poison [E] each week.
We were [D] born sick, you heard them say it.
[F#m]
My church [Bm] offers no [F#m] absolutes.
She tells me worship [Bm] in the [A] bedroom.
The only [Bm] heaven I'll be sent [F#m] to is when I'm [Bm] alone [E] with you.
I was born [D] sick, but I love it.
Command me to be well.
[A] Amen.
[F#m] [A] Amen.
[Dm] [A] Amen.
Take me [F#] to church.
I'll worship [F#m] like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your [A] knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, oh [F#m] good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, oh [F#m] good God, let me give you my life.
If I'm a pagan [Bm] of the good [F#m] times, my love is [Bm] the [A] sunlight.
To keep the goddess [Bm] on my [F#] side, she demands a [Bm] [E] sacrifice.
To drain the whole [D] sea, get something [F#m] shiny.
Something meaty [Bm] for the main [F#m] course.
And that's a fine [Bm] looking high [A] horse.
What you got in [Bm] the stable?
[F#m] We got a lot of [Bm] stuff in [E] faithful.
And that looks [D] tasty, and that looks plenty.
This is [N] hungry work.
Take me [F#m] to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [B] that deathless death, oh [F#m] good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer [B] me that deathless death, [F#m] oh good God, let me give you my life.
[D] No [A] masters or kings [C#] when the ritual [G#] [A] begins.
[D] There's no [A] sweeter [E] innocence [C#] than a [F#m] gentle sin.
In the madness [A] and [Em] soil [C#] of this sad [F#m] earthly scene.
[D] Only then I am [A]
human, [C#] only then I [F#m] am clean.
And take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine [C#] of your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, [F#m] oh good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, oh [F#] good God, let me give you my life.
[C#] [N]
She's the [Bm] giggle at a [A] funeral.
Knows [Bm] everybody's [F#m] disapproval.
I should've [Bm] worshipped her [F#] sooner, if the [Bm] heavens ever did [F#m] speak.
She's the [Bm] last true [A] mouthpiece.
Every [Bm] Sunday's getting [F#m] more bleak.
A fresh [Bm] poison [E] each week.
We were [D] born sick, you heard them say it.
[F#m]
My church [Bm] offers no [F#m] absolutes.
She tells me worship [Bm] in the [A] bedroom.
The only [Bm] heaven I'll be sent [F#m] to is when I'm [Bm] alone [E] with you.
I was born [D] sick, but I love it.
Command me to be well.
[A] Amen.
[F#m] [A] Amen.
[Dm] [A] Amen.
Take me [F#] to church.
I'll worship [F#m] like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your [A] knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, oh [F#m] good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, oh [F#m] good God, let me give you my life.
If I'm a pagan [Bm] of the good [F#m] times, my love is [Bm] the [A] sunlight.
To keep the goddess [Bm] on my [F#] side, she demands a [Bm] [E] sacrifice.
To drain the whole [D] sea, get something [F#m] shiny.
Something meaty [Bm] for the main [F#m] course.
And that's a fine [Bm] looking high [A] horse.
What you got in [Bm] the stable?
[F#m] We got a lot of [Bm] stuff in [E] faithful.
And that looks [D] tasty, and that looks plenty.
This is [N] hungry work.
Take me [F#m] to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [B] that deathless death, oh [F#m] good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer [B] me that deathless death, [F#m] oh good God, let me give you my life.
[D] No [A] masters or kings [C#] when the ritual [G#] [A] begins.
[D] There's no [A] sweeter [E] innocence [C#] than a [F#m] gentle sin.
In the madness [A] and [Em] soil [C#] of this sad [F#m] earthly scene.
[D] Only then I am [A]
human, [C#] only then I [F#m] am clean.
And take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine [C#] of your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, [F#m] oh good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, oh [F#] good God, let me give you my life.
[C#] [N]
Key:
Bm
F#m
A
C#
D
Bm
F#m
A
[F#m] _ My [Bm] lover's got [F#m] humor.
She's the [Bm] giggle at a [A] funeral.
Knows [Bm] everybody's [F#m] disapproval.
I should've [Bm] worshipped her [F#] sooner, if the [Bm] heavens ever did [F#m] speak.
She's the [Bm] last true [A] mouthpiece.
Every [Bm] Sunday's getting [F#m] more bleak.
A fresh [Bm] poison [E] each week.
We were [D] born sick, you heard them say it.
_ [F#m]
My church [Bm] offers no [F#m] absolutes.
She tells me worship [Bm] in the [A] bedroom.
The only [Bm] heaven I'll be sent [F#m] to is when I'm [Bm] alone [E] with you.
I was born [D] sick, but I love it.
Command me to be well.
[A] _ _ Amen. _
_ [F#m] [A] Amen.
_ [Dm] [A] Amen. _
Take me [F#] to church.
I'll worship [F#m] like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your [A] knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, oh [F#m] good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, oh [F#m] good God, let me give you my life.
If I'm a pagan [Bm] of the good [F#m] times, my love is [Bm] the [A] sunlight.
To keep the goddess [Bm] on my [F#] side, she demands a [Bm] [E] sacrifice.
To drain the whole [D] sea, get something [F#m] shiny.
Something meaty [Bm] for the main [F#m] course.
And that's a fine [Bm] looking high [A] horse.
What you got in [Bm] the stable?
[F#m] We got a lot of [Bm] stuff in [E] faithful.
And that looks [D] tasty, and that looks plenty.
This is [N] hungry work.
Take me [F#m] to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [B] that deathless death, oh [F#m] good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer [B] me that deathless death, [F#m] oh good God, let me give you my life.
_ [D] No [A] masters or kings [C#] when the ritual [G#] [A] begins.
[D] There's no [A] sweeter [E] innocence [C#] than a [F#m] gentle sin.
In the madness [A] and [Em] soil [C#] of this sad [F#m] earthly scene.
[D] Only then I am [A]
human, [C#] only then I [F#m] am clean.
_ And take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine [C#] of your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, [F#m] oh good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, oh [F#] good God, let me give you my life. _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
She's the [Bm] giggle at a [A] funeral.
Knows [Bm] everybody's [F#m] disapproval.
I should've [Bm] worshipped her [F#] sooner, if the [Bm] heavens ever did [F#m] speak.
She's the [Bm] last true [A] mouthpiece.
Every [Bm] Sunday's getting [F#m] more bleak.
A fresh [Bm] poison [E] each week.
We were [D] born sick, you heard them say it.
_ [F#m]
My church [Bm] offers no [F#m] absolutes.
She tells me worship [Bm] in the [A] bedroom.
The only [Bm] heaven I'll be sent [F#m] to is when I'm [Bm] alone [E] with you.
I was born [D] sick, but I love it.
Command me to be well.
[A] _ _ Amen. _
_ [F#m] [A] Amen.
_ [Dm] [A] Amen. _
Take me [F#] to church.
I'll worship [F#m] like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your [A] knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, oh [F#m] good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, oh [F#m] good God, let me give you my life.
If I'm a pagan [Bm] of the good [F#m] times, my love is [Bm] the [A] sunlight.
To keep the goddess [Bm] on my [F#] side, she demands a [Bm] [E] sacrifice.
To drain the whole [D] sea, get something [F#m] shiny.
Something meaty [Bm] for the main [F#m] course.
And that's a fine [Bm] looking high [A] horse.
What you got in [Bm] the stable?
[F#m] We got a lot of [Bm] stuff in [E] faithful.
And that looks [D] tasty, and that looks plenty.
This is [N] hungry work.
Take me [F#m] to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [B] that deathless death, oh [F#m] good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer [B] me that deathless death, [F#m] oh good God, let me give you my life.
_ [D] No [A] masters or kings [C#] when the ritual [G#] [A] begins.
[D] There's no [A] sweeter [E] innocence [C#] than a [F#m] gentle sin.
In the madness [A] and [Em] soil [C#] of this sad [F#m] earthly scene.
[D] Only then I am [A]
human, [C#] only then I [F#m] am clean.
_ And take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine [C#] of your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, [F#m] oh good God, let me give you my life.
Take me to church.
I'll worship like a dog at the shine of [C#] your lights.
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen [A] your knife.
Offer me [Bm] that deathless death, oh [F#] good God, let me give you my life. _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _