Heaven Bound Glory Be Cifras para ukulele

Kevin Devine
Heaven Bound & Glory Be
 
 
Capo 3
 
 
the picking of the first C is in strings: A-B-G then A-D-G
 
 
 
intro: C
 
C                                                    F
A reporter in a jailroom, whispering her source to a dying bulb
G
While the prince is in a fable, peaceful in his cradle, 
Am              G         F
convinced of the impossible:
          Dm             G                 C
All those wicked words I used to build my wild Western 
F
truth
      Dm                 G              C
I was just following the rules. Yeah, I did what I had to 
F
do.
           Dm            C         G
So now its later than it needs to be
           Em               Am G
And in the dulcet tones of dream
    F
The prince atop his chariot,
G
Heaven bound & glory be.
 
C                                                   F
A mother in a market chases after children that she barely knows
G
While the father on the barstool, dropped off by his 
            Am        G        F
carpool, is playing a familiar role:
          Dm              G                   C
I used to be a conquering king. I watched the slow stars 
        F
shoot & swing.
         Dm                    G            C
When I'd wake, the world would sing. Now, I can't hear 
 
       F
anything.
           Dm                     G
So now its later than it needs to be
              Em              Am G
And while his stranger family sleeps
F
The king looks for his castle,
G
Heaven bound & glory be.
 
 
F                         G
There's a myth we must've made
           C             Am
One we're spreading every day
         F              G
In every dying dream we grieve
           C        G         Am
The humming hole we fight & feed
F
It's the loving lives we long for
G
Heaven bound & glory be
 
 
C
A man in a hotel room, tangled to his teeth by the 
F
telephone
G
He's waiting on a woman, wondering what she's doing, and 
Am            G           F
pacing so his pulse won't slow.
              Dm                G                   C
He drums his legs and pulls his hair; he carves her dimples 
       F
in the air.
           Dm                    G              C
The raging world has spooked him scared, and he don't want 
             F
her lost out there.
            Dm             C       G
So now it's later than it needs to be
                Em               Am G
And though his aching eyes want sleep
         Dm          C   G
Against all rationality
        Em               Am G
Against everything he believes
F
He prays for her protection,
G                     Am
Heaven bound & glory be.
F
He prays for her protection,
G                             Am
Heaven bound & gloooooooooory beeeeeeee. Ohhh
     F                          G                    C
And I pray for your protection, heaven bound and glory be
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