Hold Out Your Hand chords and lyrics - BRANDI CARLILE

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[Verse 1]
I [C]run a lot of miles of life and crime
Of [F]mountain climbs and quittin' times
[Am]Packing that load of lyin' rhymes
And [G]tired jokes and wooden dimes
[F]I've been everybody's [Am]friend,
[G]everybody's friend
I could [C]lose my house, I could steal a car
I could serve two masters, living hard
Living like a dog in a cage in a yard
With a fist full of cold hard cash
that I can't let [F]go
The devil can't have [Am]my soul
The devil can't get your [G]soul
The devil can't get [F]your soul

[Chorus 1]
[C]Hold out your han[F]d
Take hold of mine to[Am]night
Round and round we [G]go
[C]Don't you wanna dan[F]ce?
I'm a dying [Am]man
From the moment we be[G]gan

[Interlude 1]
Hold out your
[C](hand) (Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da- [F]da
Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da- [Am]da
Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da- [G]da)

[Verse 2]
The [C]hand comes around
and the trumpet sounds
And his [F]number calls and the moment he falls
And the [Am]haunted halls
of man he will under[G]stand
He will compre[F]hend
He will not pre[Am]tend
He will not pre[G]tend
When the [C]rain don't fall and the river don't run
And the wind takes orders
from the blazing sun
The devil don't break with a fiery snake
And you had about as goddamn
much as you can [F]take
The devil don't take a [Am]break
That devil don't take a [G]break
The devil don't take [F]a break

[Chorus 2]
[C]Hold out your han[F]d
Take hold of mine to[Am]night
Round and round we [G]go
[C]Don't you wanna dan[F]ce?
I'm a dying [Am]man
From the moment we be[G]gan

[Interlude 2]
Hold out your
[C](hand) (Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da- [F]da
Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da- [Am]da
Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da- [G]da)

[Bridge 1]
Well he [C]came to my door to sell me the fear
With some cameras and bullets
and tension and here
A license for killing your own native son
For a careless mistake
and a fake plastic [F]gun? (Come [Am]on!)
[G]
De[C]liver your brother from violence and greed
For the mountains,
lay down for your faith like a seed
A morning is coming of silver and light
There'll be color and language
and nobody wanting to [F]fight
What a glorious [Am]sight!
What a glorious [G]sight!

[Interlude 3]
[C](Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da- da[F]
Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da- [Am]da
Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da- [G]da)

[Chorus 3]
[C]Hold out your han[F]d
Take hold of mine to[Am]night
Round and round we [G]go
[C]Don't you wanna dan[F]ce?
I'm a dying [Am]man
From the moment we be[G]gan

[Outro 1]
Hold out your
[C](hand) (Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da- [F]da
Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da- [Am]da
Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da- [G]da)[C]