White Beretta

[Intro]
Em G Em G
 
[Verse 1]
Em                                     G
We were running through the red lights
                       Em
In a hurry to get to nowhere
                   G
In a white Beretta
Em                                 G
We'll go to Memphis in the morning
                             Em
To get it over with and in a couple days
                         G
You'll feel a lot better
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Em                         G
I was raised in the church
                                 Em
I was washed in the blood and we all were saved
                    G
Before we even left home
       Em
If his love is unconditional
G
Why do I feel so miserable?
Em                                       G
Why are you digging your nails in the Styrofoam?
 
[Chorus]
D
It was so many years ago
Am
Oh, and I just didn't know
Em                      D
But that ain't no excuse
D
For bеing who you are
Am                   Em
I thank you, and I'm sorry
                         D
For what you went through
 
[Verse 2]
Em
I was sitting at a red light
G
Listеning to Son Volt
Em                              G
May the wind take your troubles away
           Em
Could have been somebody's father
         G
Couldn't boil a pot of water
      Em                             G
I was nineteen years old in nineteen ninety eight
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Em                  G
Raised in the church
                           Em
Washed in the blood and we all were saved
                    G
Before we even left home
        Em
I thank God you weren't brought up like me
     G
With all that shame and certainty
        Em                               G
And I'm sorry you had to go in that room alone
 
[Chorus]
D
It was so many years ago
Am
Oh, and I just didn't know
Em                      D
But that ain't no excuse
D
For bеing who you are
Am                   Em
I thank you, and I'm sorry
                   D
For what I put you through
 
[Solo]
Em G Em G
 
[Chorus]
D
It was so many years ago
Am
Oh, and I just didn't know
Em                  D
But that ain't no excuse
D                    Am
I thank you for your grace
                         Em
For the dreams we got to chase
                   D
For what you chose to do
 
[Outro]
Em
We were running through the red lights
G                      Em
In a hurry to get to nowhere
                   G
In a white Beretta