F# C# D#m Nobody else here baby F# C# D#m No one here to blame F# C# D#m No one to point the finger B C# D#m It's just you and me and the rain Nobody made you do it No one put words in your mouth Nobody here taking orders When love took a train heading south C# D#m B It's the blind leading the blond C# D#m7 B It's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs Chorus: F# C# D#m Hey if God will send his angels F# C# D#m7 And if God will send a sign F# C# D#m And if God will send his angels C# Would everything be alright God's got his phone off the hook, babe Would he even pick up if he could? It's been a while since we saw that child Hangin' round this neighbourhood See his mother dealing in a doorway See Father Christmas with a begging bowl And Jesus' sister's eyes are a blister The High Street never looked so low It's the blind leading the blond It's the cops collecting for the cons Chorus: F# C# D#m Hey if God will send his angels F# C# D#m7 And if God will send a sign F# C# D#m And if God will send his angels C# D#m Where do we go C# D#m Where do we go Jesus never let me down You know Jesus used to show me the score Then they put Jesus in show business Now it's hard to get in the door It's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs But I guess it was something to go on So where is the hope and Where is the faith and the love? What's that you say to me Does love light up your Christmas tree? The next minute you're blowing a fuse And the Cartoon Network turns into the news Chorus: If God will send his angels I sure could use them here right now Well if God would send his angels I sure could use them here right now Well, if God will send his angels Where do we go? Where do we go? | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC# D#m D#m7 F# B |