Hold Me Lord

G D Em C G Sixteen days in Bethlehem, peddling dope and drinking wine D Em C G Pulling women, making gigs, steering clear and doing fine D Em C G I moved on down to Galilee, trying to find a few new friends D Em C G I'm throwing aces everywhere, trying to forget the end B C Hold me Lord, hold me Lord G D Hold me tight, I'm slipping through Em C Hold me Lord, hold me Lord G D G Hold me tight, I beg of you D Em C G I'm cruising through Jerusalem, dust is flying everywhere D Em C G I'm dodging bullets, making time, on the level, in the square D Em C G They say you kissed your best friend's hand, they say you did it for his love D Em C G They say you got in agony, the hand fits well into the glove B C Hold me Lord, hold me Lord G D Hold me tight, I'm slipping through Em C Hold me Lord, hold me Lord G D Hold me tight, I beg of you Em C Hold me Lord, hold me Lord G D Hold me tight, I'm slipping through Em C Hold me Lord, hold me Lord G D G Hold me tight, I beg of you D Em C G 4x B C Hold me Lord, hold me Lord G D Hold me tight, I'm slipping through Em C Hold me Lord, hold me Lord G D Hold me tight, I beg of you Em C Hold me Lord, hold me Lord G D Hold me tight, I'm slipping through Em C Hold me Lord, hold me Lord G D G Hold me tight, I beg of you