Poor Bishop Hooper - Sons Of Zebedee

[Intro]
C

[Verse 1]
C F C
Would You rest my tired bones, break up my demons?
Em E7
A beggar at heart, when I first met You
F C
I had heard of the tricks You could do

[Chorus]
Am F
These questions are anchors if I stay in the rain
C G
Where inch after inch my ocean is made
Em Am F C
Though it might take years, I will drown all the same
G C C
Waiting on the answers You already gave

[Verse 2]
C F C
Take up my sons, I’ve a family for saving
Em E
They’re better in Your hands than ever in mine
F C
Could one sit at Your left? Could one sit at Your right?

[Chorus]
Am F
These questions are chains that will stay on my wrists
C G
If I kick away the key for not deserving it
Am F G
And I’ll stay locked in this prison by my own hand I’ve made
G C
Waiting on the freedom You already gave

[Outro]
C F
Ooh-ooh, ooh
C G C
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
C F
Ooh-ooh-ooh
G C
Ooh-ooh, ooh
F C G
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
C G C
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh