Heaven Bound Glory Be
Kevin DevineVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
the picking of the first is in strings: -- then --
A reporter in a jailroom, whispering her source to a dying bulb
While the prince is in a fable, peaceful in his cradle,
convinced of the impossible:
All those wicked words I used to build my wild Western
truth
I was just following the rules. Yeah, I did what I had to
do.
So now its later than it needs to be
And in the dulcet tones of dream
The prince atop his chariot,
Heaven bound & glory be.
A mother in a market chases after children that she barely knows
While the father on the barstool, dropped off by his
carpool, is playing a familiar role:
I used to be a conquering king. I watched the slow stars
shoot & swing.
When I'd wake, the world would sing. Now, I can't hear
anything.
So now its later than it needs to be
And while his stranger family sleeps
The king looks for his castle,
Heaven bound & glory be.
There's a myth we must've made
One we're spreading every day
In every dying dream we grieve
The humming hole we fight & feed
It's the loving lives we long for
Heaven bound & glory be
A man in a hotel room, tangled to his teeth by the
telephone
He's waiting on a woman, wondering what she's doing, and
pacing so his pulse won't slow.
He drums his legs and pulls his hair; he carves her dimples
in the air.
The raging world has spooked him scared, and he don't want
her lost out there.
So now it's later than it needs to be
And though his aching eyes want sleep
Against all rationality
Against everything he believes
He prays for her protection,
Heaven bound & glory be.
He prays for her protection,
Heaven bound & gloooooooooory beeeeeeee. Ohhh
And I pray for your protection, heaven bound and glory be
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Readable chord sheet for Heaven Bound Glory Be by Kevin Devine
the picking of the first [C] is in strings: [A]-[B]-[G] then [A]-[D]-[G] [C] [C]A reporter in a jailroom, whispering her source to a [F]dying bulb [G]While the prince is in a fable, peaceful in his cradle, [Am]convinced of the[G] impossibl[F]e: All those [Dm]wicked words I [G]used to build my w[C]ild Western [F]truth I was [Dm]just following the [G]rules. Yeah, I [C]did what I had to [F]do. So now its [Dm]later than it [C]needs to b[G]e And in the [Em]dulcet tones of d[Am]rea[G]m The [F]prince atop his chariot, [G]Heaven bound & glory be. [C]A mother in a market chases after children that she [F]barely knows [G]While the father on the barstool, dropped off by his carpool, is [Am]playing a [G]familiar [F]role: I used to [Dm]be a conquering [G]king. I watched the [C]slow stars shoot & [F]swing. When I'd [Dm]wake, the world would [G]sing. Now, I [C]can't hear anythin[F]g. So now its [Dm]later than it needs to [G]be And while his [Em]stranger family [Am]sle[G]eps [F]The king looks for his castle, [G]Heaven bound & glory be. [F]There's a myth we must've [G]made One we're s[C]preading every[Am] day In every [F]dying dream we [G]grieve The humming[C] hole we [G]fight & fe[Am]ed [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]pacing so his [G]pulse won't [F]slow. He drums his l[Dm]egs and pulls his [G]hair; he carves her [C]dimples in the [F]air. The raging [Dm]world has spooked him [G]scared, and he [C]don't want her lost out [F]there. So now it's [Dm]later than it n[C]eeds to [G]be And though his a[Em]ching eyes want s[Am]lee[G]p Against a[Dm]ll rationali[C]ty [G] Against [Em]everything he bel[Am]iev[G]es [F]He prays for her protection, [G]Heaven bound & glory b[Am]e. [F]He prays for her protection, [G]Heaven bound & gloooooooooory [Am]beeeeeeee. Ohhh And I[F] pray for your protection, [G]heaven bound and glor[C]y be