Blues Old Song

Gm Bb D# F
 You don’t saw my enemy
 One more battle, by the field, oh no no
 There’s no place, I’d rather be
 I will admit, I’m guilty as you want me to be
        
 Oh Lord you say you’re comin
 Oh Lord it’s destitute
 Oh Lord you say you care
 Oh Lord is this the truth?
 You don’t buy the Bible, just to read
 Don’t pray to God, the one they need
 How many sick children, they don’t believe
 Let’s all admit, I’m guilty as you want me to be
 Oh Lord you say you’re comin
 Oh Lord it’s destitute
 Oh Lord you say you comin
 Oh Lord is this the truth?