Hozier - Take Me To Church - Akor

Em             Am    Em
My lover's got humour
                       Am     G
She's the giggle at a funeral
                       Am     Em
Knows everybody's disapproval
                            Am    Em
I should've worshipped her sooner
                     Am     Em
If the Heavens ever did speak
                     Am      G
She is the last true mouth piece
                        Am      Em
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
                Am    D
A fresh poison each week
                   C                      Em
'We were born sick, you heard them say it
                      Am    Em
My church offers no absolutes
                             Am    G
She tells me 'worship in the bedroom'
                         Am   Em
The only heaven I'll be sent to
                   Am   D
Is when I'm alone with you
               C
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
G      C     G       C    G      Cm G   G F#  F# F
Aaaaaaaaa    aaaaaaaaamen  Aaaaaaaamen  Amen



              Em
Take me to church
                                               B7
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
                                                G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
                 Am
Offer me that deathless death
 Em                   Am G G F#  = *power chords
Good God, let me give you my life


Em                     Am
If I'm a pagan of the good times
Em                Am
My lover's the sunlight
G                    Am
To keep the Goddess on my side
Em               Am
She demands a sacrifice
D
To drain the whole sea
C
Get something shiny

Em                      Am            Em
Something meaty for the main course
                       Am          G
That's a fine looking high horse
                    Am        Em
What you got in the stable?
                         Am
We've a lot of starving faithful
D
That looks tasty
C
That looks plenty
C                      G F#  F# F
This is hungry work


              Em
Take me to church
                                               B7
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
                                                G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
                 Am
Offer me that deathless death
 Em                   Am G G F#  = *power chords
Good God, let me give you my life


C            G                B7           Em
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
        C            G             B7           Em
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
        C            G          B7           Em
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
     C          G
Only then I am human

      B7           Em   D   C
Only then I am clean

G      C     G       Cm   G   Cm G   G F#  F# F
Amenm  Amen  Amen


              Em
Take me to church
                                               B7
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
                                                G
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
                 Am
Offer me that deathless death
 Em                   Am  G G F#  = *power chords
Good God, let me give you my life