G 
He taught me right from wrong 
But to me your truth was fiction 
The whispers I heard yesterday 
Were like screams of conviction 
 

[Refrão]
             C 
And all the things that I thought I loved 
               G 
Just hurt me more and more 
      D                  
But I hear the good Lord callin' 
C                        G 
The ghost is knockin' on my door 
      D 
Yes I hear the good Lord callin' 
C                       G 
He's gettin' harder to ignore 
 
As we wonder down our crooked roads 
I see the lighthouse callin' 
It guides me on my merry way 
And it keeps me from falling 
 
 
(Chorus) 
 
 
Take a look into your sacred book 
And you will find my name 
It's written in his Holy Blood 
Cuz He suffered for my shame 
 
 
(Chorus)