Praying For Time Ukulele tab

	   D  Gm/D   Bb6   A7   

D                                 A/D 
  These are the days of the open hand 
                      Am/D 
They will not be the last 

Look around now 
      Gm/D                 Bb6     C        D 
These are the days of the beggars and the choosers 
                               A/D                              
This is the year of the hungry man 
                      Am/D 
Whose place is in the past 
                  Gm/D            Bb6     C      Em 
Hand in hand with ignorance and legitimate  excuses 

                             B7 
The rich declare themselves poor 
                        Em7/D 
And most of us are not sure 
                               A7 
If we have too much but we’ll take our chances 
                    B7       Em 
‘Cause God stopped keeping score 
                             B7 
I guess somewhere along the way 
                               Em7/D 
He must have let us all out to play 

And turned his back 
     A7 
And all God’s children 
      G/B      D 
Crept out the back door 
                     A/D 
And its hard to love 
                       Am/D 
Theres so much to hate 
                   Gm/D 
Hanging onto hope 
           Bb6    C        D 
When there is no hope to speak of 
                       A/D 
And the wounded skies above 
                  Am/D 
Say its much too late 
   Gm/D            Bb6      C          D    Gm/D   Bb6   A7      
Oh maybe we should all be praying for time 

D                                A/D 
  This is the year of the empty hand 
                          Am/D 
Oh you hold onto what you can 
                 Gm/D           Bb6     C      
And charity is a coat you wear twice a year 

D                                  A/D 
  These are the days of the guilty man 
                        Am/D 
your television takes a stand 
              Gm/D               Bb6 
And you find that what was over there 
    C     Em 
Is over here 
                                B7 
So you scream from behind your door 
                                Em7/D 
Say whats mine is mine and not yours 

I may have too much 
          A7                                 B7     Em 
But I’ll take my chances cause God stopped keeping score 
                                     B7 
And you’ll cling to the things they sold you 
                                   Em7/D 
Did you cover your eyes when they told you 
    
That he cant come back 
          A7 
‘Cause he has no children 
    G/B       D 
to come back for 
                     A/D                             Am/D 
And its hard to love     when theres so much to hate 
                       Gm/D 
And hanging onto hope 
           Bb6    C        D       
When there is no hope to speak of 
                        A/D 
And the wounded skies above 
                   Am/D 
Say its much, much too late 
         Gm/D           Bb6      C      D       Gm/D   A7  D 
Mm, well maybe we should all be praying   for time