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Revival (Zach Bryan)

Verse 1: Em G C G Gather round this table, boys Em G C G Bring your shame, I'll lose my voice Em G C G Screaming at the gods 'bout the bad we've done Em G C G Merle said Mama tried but the prison still won Em G C G Your transgressions are mine as well Em G C G Anger grows in my bones if you could not tell Em G C G But I'll find comfort in company Em G C G Lord forgive us, my boys and me Chorus: Em G C G We're having an all night revival Em G C G Someone call the women and someone steal the bible Em G C G For the sake of my survival Em G C G Baptize me in a bottle of Beam and put Johnny on the vinyl Instrumental: Em G C G Em G C G Verse 2: Em G C G Well, the devil can scrap but the lord has won Em G C G And I'll talk to him on the rising sun Em G C G His son rose and mine did too Em G C G I was coming down but now I'm talking to you Repeat Chorus Repeat Instrumental Repeat Chorus Repeat Instrumental Verse 3: Em G C G Gather round this table, boys Em G C G Bring your shame, I'll lose my voice Em G C G Screaming at the gods 'bout the bad we've done Em G C G Merle said Mama tried but the prison still won
Revival (Zach Bryan)
Key: G
Verse 1:

Em     G          C       G

Gather round this table, boys
Em         G           C       G

Bring your shame, I'll lose my voice
Em               G              C         G

Screaming at the gods 'bout the bad we've done
      Em        G             C            G

Merle said Mama tried but the prison still won
 
Em         G            C       G

Your transgressions are mine as well
      Em          G             C        G

Anger grows in my bones if you could not tell
    Em        G          C     G

But I'll find comfort in company
Em      G           C        G

Lord forgive us, my boys and me
 
Chorus:

                Em  G       C      G

We're having an all night revival
Em                         G                 C      G

Someone call the women and someone steal the bible
        Em      G     C      G

For the sake of my survival
Em              G                      C              G

Baptize me in a bottle of Beam and put Johnny on the vinyl
 
Instrumental

Em  G  C  G  Em  G  C  G

 
Verse 2:

          Em        G             C        G

Well, the devil can scrap but the lord has won
         Em       G         C      G

And I'll talk to him on the rising sun
  Em    G        C        G

His son rose and mine did too
      Em      G               C           G

I was coming down but now I'm talking to you
 
Repeat Chorus

Repeat Instrumental

Repeat Chorus

Repeat Instrumental


Verse 3:

Em     G          C       G

Gather round this table, boys
Em         G           C       G

Bring your shame, I'll lose my voice
Em               G              C         G

Screaming at the gods 'bout the bad we've done
      Em        G             C            G

Merle said Mama tried but the prison still won

Revival (Zach Bryan)
Verse 1
Gather round this table, boys
Bring your shame, I'll lose my voice
Screaming at the gods 'bout the bad we've done
Merle said Mama tried but the prison still won

Your transgressions are mine as well
Anger grows in my bones if you could not tell
But I'll find comfort in company
Lord forgive us, my boys and me

Chorus
We're having an all night revival
Someone call the women and someone steal the bible
For the sake of my survival
Baptize me in a bottle of Beam and put Johnny on the vinyl

Instrumental

Verse 2
Well, the devil can scrap but the lord has won
And I'll talk to him on the rising sun
His son rose and mine did too
I was coming down but now I'm talking to you

Repeat Chorus
Repeat Instrumental
Repeat Chorus
Repeat Instrumental

Verse 3
Gather round this table, boys
Bring your shame, I'll lose my voice
Screaming at the gods 'bout the bad we've done
Merle said Mama tried but the prison still won