{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":86912,"song":"God Loves A Drunk","artist":"Richard Thompson","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11550270-god-loves-a-drunk-chords-by-richard-thompson/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/86912?type=chord","rating":4.73484,"votes":10,"content":"GOD LOVES A DRUNK - Richard Thompson\r\n\r\n[ch]F#m[/ch]\r\n[tab]           [ch]F#m[/ch]      [ch]A[/ch]         [ch]E[/ch]           [ch]F#m[/ch]\r\nWill there be any bartenders up there in Heaven?[/tab]\r\n[tab]           [ch]D[/ch]         [ch]C#m[/ch]              [ch]A[/ch]            [ch]B[/ch]\r\nWill the pubs never close, will the glass never drain?[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F#m[/ch]       [ch]A[/ch]            [ch]E[/ch]            [ch]F#m[/ch]\r\nNo more D.T.s and no shakes and no horrors[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]E[/ch]           [ch]D[/ch]            [ch]A[/ch]             [ch]B[/ch]\r\nVery next morning you'll feel right as rain[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab]     [ch]G#m[/ch]         [ch]D#m[/ch]        [ch]G#m[/ch]      [ch]D#m[/ch]\r\nCos God loves a drunk, the lowest of men[/tab]\r\n[tab]          [ch]E[/ch]           [ch]B[/ch]             [ch]C#[/ch]          [ch]D#[/ch]\r\nLike the dogs in the street and the pigs in the pen[/tab]\r\n[tab]        [ch]E[/ch]                         [ch]F#[/ch]\r\nAnd a drunk's only trying to get free of his body[/tab]\r\n[tab]      [ch]E[/ch]                     [ch]F#[/ch]\r\nAnd soar like an eagle high up there in Heaven[/tab]\r\n[tab]      [ch]E[/ch]                           [ch]F#[/ch]\r\nHis shouts and his curses they're just hymns and praises[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]G#m[/ch]            [ch]F#[/ch]           [ch]E[/ch]\r\nTo kick start his mind now and then[/tab]\r\n[tab]   [ch]G#m[/ch]                 [ch]C#[/ch]                    [ch]Em[/ch]\r\nO God loves a drunk, raise up your glasses, amen[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\nDoes God really care for your life in the suburbs\r\nA dull little life full of dull little things\r\nAnd bring up the babies to be just like daddy\r\nAnd maybe you'll be there when he gives out the wings\r\n\r\nBut God loves a drunk, although he's a fool\r\nHe wets in his pants and he falls off his stool\r\nHe can't hear the insults and whispers go by him\r\nAs he leans in the doorway and he sings Sally Racket\r\nHe can't feel the cold rain beat down on his body\r\nAnd soak through his clothes to the skin\r\nO God loves a drunk, come raise up your glasses, amen\r\n\r\nWill there be any pen-pushers up there in Heaven?\r\nDoes crawling and wage-slaving win you God's love\r\nI pity you worms with your semis and pensions\r\nIf you think that'll get you to the kingdom above\r\n\r\nBut God loves a drunk, although he's a clown\r\nYou can't help but laugh as he gags and falls down\r\nHe don't give a cuss for what people think of him\r\nHe screams at his demons alone in the darkness\r\nHe's staying alive for just one more pint bottle\r\nWon't you throw him a few pennies, friend\r\nGod loves a drunk, for ever and ever, amen\r\n\r\n\r\n(from Rumour and Sigh, 1991)","plain_text":"GOD LOVES A DRUNK - Richard Thompson\n\nF#m\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nDoes God really care for your life in the suburbs\nA dull little life full of dull little things\nAnd bring up the babies to be just like daddy\nAnd maybe you'll be there when he gives out the wings\n\nBut God loves a drunk, although he's a fool\nHe wets in his pants and he falls off his stool\nHe can't hear the insults and whispers go by him\nAs he leans in the doorway and he sings Sally Racket\nHe can't feel the cold rain beat down on his body\nAnd soak through his clothes to the skin\nO God loves a drunk, come raise up your glasses, amen\n\nWill there be any pen-pushers up there in Heaven?\nDoes crawling and wage-slaving win you God's love\nI pity you worms with your semis and pensions\nIf you think that'll get you to the kingdom above\n\nBut God loves a drunk, although he's a clown\nYou can't help but laugh as he gags and falls down\nHe don't give a cuss for what people think of him\nHe screams at his demons alone in the darkness\nHe's staying alive for just one more pint bottle\nWon't you throw him a few pennies, friend\nGod loves a drunk, for ever and ever, amen\n\n\n(from Rumour and Sigh, 1991)","chords":["A","F#m","E","D","C#m","B","G#m","D#m","C#","D#","F#","Em"],"chord_diagrams":{"A":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,1,2,3,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,2,0]},"B":{"barres":[2],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,1,2,3,4,1],"frets":[-1,2,4,4,4,2]},"D":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,1,3,2],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,3,2]},"E":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,1,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,1,0,0]},"Em":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,0,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,0,0,0]}}}