G                                              C                G
Put my faith in a bootle of booze that sent me softly into the night
                                            C                  D
I've put my faith into football teams that filled my guts with fire
    B                       C                    Em                A7
But I still find myself a-picking blind when the time comes up to choose
       G         D             C          D
So I'm taking a stab with this ol' shaky hand,
     C         D       G
I'm puttin my faith in you.


[Verse 2]
G                                            D                G
Now I've wandered 'till my feet just seem to be on remote control
  G
stuck between the stations with the static constellations,
     C                        D
superstition just through my core
         B               C                    Em               A7
And I looked into that black ol' night as if its duty was to point
 G          D           C        D
some other way than straight to hell
    C       D     G
my soul not to annoint


[Bridge 1]
  Bm                    B                 C              G
so punch me fair square in the face and drag my bones outside
Bm                 B                     D   C      A7
Well I'm a living breathing example of a C-L-U-less guy
     F                      D
So c'mon baby switch that light


[Verse 3]
         G
Oh well all my heroes are drunk or dead
     C          D            G
or sharing the ride with a laugh.
  G
Reformed junkies and reborn flunkies
      C                       D
you wouldn't trust with your wife.
    B                       C              Em            A7
So tell me what chance now did I have, to have a goddam clue.
     G       D          C           D
but dust on off that kitchen table baby
   G             D       G
I'm putting my faith in you.


[Bridge 2]
G
    I've put my faith in so few things
        C
It's funny how I got through.
G  A7
   But don't you let my words a-fall to the ground,
      D                                C
I'm putting my faith in you-hoooooooo
C
ALL-RIGHT!!!!


[Verse 4]
     G
I'm sick of sitting fences and punching defenseless,
           D                       G
I need to make some sense of this mess
           G
And the closest I got to revelations this year
             D                      A7
was when I peeled off your summer dress
          B                         C
So let's cut to the chase, it's a secular taste
        Em              A7
that's gonna get us through.
          G      D                 G            D
so don't let my words come on and fall to the ground
     C           D       B
I'm putting my faith in you,
       G      D                 G            D
don't let my words come on and fall to the ground
      C          D       G
I'm putting my faith in you.