Hands Up

Tune down 1/2 step 


Intro: 
D    A  C G/B 



[Verso 1]
 
D 
Let me take you back in time, just climb in my DeLorean 
A 
Nashville 99, we stood in line and started pourin in 
     C 
That concert in the dark off Rosa Parks, that auditorium 
    G 
Was church for me, yeah I believe 
    C                G/B 
The first time I was born again 
    D 
Was Killing In The Name, Bulls On Parade 
D 
GA packed in the pit 
A 
Me and all those people people called nothing but troubled kids 
   C 
If there was ever a fire in me, yeah thats the night I got it lit 
  G/B                            C 
I knew who I was born to be when he said 
 


[Refrão]
 
     G/B           D 
Everybody get your hands up 
                   A 
Everybody put your hands up 
A 
If you aint perfect but you try 
C 
Put em way up to the sky 
                      G 
Touchin heaven kinda high 
                                      D 
Aint that where we wanna go when we die 
            A 
Whoa, whoa, whoa 
              C 
Just put your hands up 
                   G        C G/B 
Everybody put your hands up 
 


[Verso 2]
 
      D 
Lets take it down there, south of town 
D 
Im 22, up to no good 
A 
Dressed in black, I broke the glass to take back the bag of grass they took 
     C 
That story ends against the fence right in that dead end neighborhood 
G                                    C 
Cops told me what I told them, when he said boy 
 


[Refrão]
 
                    D 
You better put your hands up 
                   A 
Everybody put your hands up 
A 
If you aint perfect but you try 
C 
Put em way up to the sky 
                      G 
Touchin heaven kinda high 
                                      D 
Aint that where we wanna go when we die 
            A 
Whoa, whoa, whoa 
              C 
Just put your hands up 
                   G        C G/B 
Everybody put your hands up 
 


[Verso 3]
 
D 
Our last stops that little cross I came across some years ago 
A 
Comin down and hidin out back there in that ol sinners row 
    C 
The devil on my shoulder finally found him somewhere else to go 
  G/B                                  C                            D 
I never did believe in ghosts til the holy one told me to throw my hands up 
                    A 
Oh Lord, I threw my hands up 
 


[Refrão]
 
         D 
Put your hands up 
                   A 
Everybody put your hands up 
A 
If you aint perfect but you try 
C 
Put em way up to the sky 
                      G 
Touchin heaven kinda high 
                                      D 
Aint that where we wanna go when we die 
            A 
Whoa, whoa, whoa 
              C 
Just put your hands up 
                   G        C  G 
Everybody put your hands up