Jesus Stole My Baby Chords

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 JesAus stole Gmy baby A G

 JesAus stole Gmy girl A G

 He Atook her Gaway for anA hour everGy sunday

 AndC cut all of hDer beautifuEl curls

 She was alwaAys easGy seveDn days of the week

 Now she's a Abore aGnd I'vDe seen it before

 She thinks iCt giveDs her Esome kind of mystique

 Said thAat sheG just Dwant's to save me

 Said yoAu can'Gt go oDn the way that you are

 She chaAsed alGl my fDriends, hurts my brain till it bends

 Hides mCy cigaDrettesE and steals my guitar

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 And it's a Elong tAime siDnce she was mine, Pretending I am fine

 Another simGple boCy on tBhe telephone line

 And though Eshe isA livinDg here with me, I'm aching to be free

 She takes iGt all Cso godB damn seriously

Well I've always been in love with her treasure

But she might as well be locked up in chains

When I ask she says no and I'm feeling so low

I'm bursting from my feet to my brains

Now if I could only talk to this Jesus

I'd tell him just how lonely I've been

I'd ask him to send home my baby again

So she can see what kinda state I've been in

Jesus stole my baby

So maybe I should steal his

She used to be mine

Now she's so dull and divine

May not be nice but thats the way that it is

And I'm lost here among the clowns, Jesus men in gowns

All sandals and out of tune guitars

And she talks in terrified tones, of skeleton bones

Screaming through a mangled microphone

And it's a long time since she was mine, Pretending I am fine

Another simple boy on the telephone line

And though she is living here with me, I'm aching to be free

She takes it all so god damn seriously