Nothing Sacred
David Alan CoeVersion1
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Chords in this song
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Quitting work early, Jimmy went home,
But he never knocked on the door.
Catching his wife in another man's arms,
Acting like some stupid whore.
He picked up his pride and took it outside.
He just had to have him a drink.
With his hand on his pistol he walked in a bar
And that's when he started to think
This life is turning from better to worse,
The whole damn world's crazy he swore.
What the hell's happening, Jesus Christ?
Ain't there nothing sacred no more?
(chorus)Ain't there nothing sacred no more, lord, ain't there nothing sacred no more?
What the hell's happening, Jesus Christ? Ain't there nothing sacred no more.
Seeking repentence, she went to the church.
Expression was good for the soul.
The preacher undressed her, and then he blessed her,
By putting his faith in her hole.
Two hours later, feeling the guilt,
She finally confessed to the crime.
Then you could see how they believed she wasn't out of her mind.
What kind of preacher could stoop low enough
To make love to some common whore?
What the hell's happening, Jesus Christ?
Ain't there nothing sacred no more?
(repeat chorus 2x)
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Readable chord sheet for Nothing Sacred by David Alan Coe
[G]Quitting work early, Jimmy went home, But [C]he never knocked on the [G]door. [C]Catching his wife in [G]another man's arms, [A]Acting like some stupid [D]whore. [G]He picked up his pride and took it outside. He [C]just had to have him a [G]drink. With his [C]hand on his pistol he [G]walked in a bar And that's when he [D]started to [G]think This life is turning from better to worse, The [C]whole damn world's crazy he [G]swore. What the hell's happening, Jesus [C]Christ? Ain't there nothing sacred no [G]more? (chorus)[G]Ain't there nothing sacred no more, lord, ain't [C]there nothing sacred no [G]more? What the hell's happening, Jesus [C]Christ? Ain't there nothing sacred no [G]more. Seeking repentence, she went to the church. Expression was good for the soul. The preacher undressed her, and then he blessed her, By putting his faith in her hole. Two hours later, feeling the guilt, She finally confessed to the crime. Then you could see how they believed she wasn't out of her mind. What kind of preacher could stoop low enough To make love to some common whore? What the hell's happening, Jesus Christ? Ain't there nothing sacred no more? (repeat chorus 2x)