Jesus In La

	  		Verse: 1 
               Dm 
Well, I shook hands with the devil 
 Am 
Down on the south side 
        G                Am 
And he bought us both a drink 
        Dm               Am 
With a pad and a pencil sat by his side 
         G                 Am 
I said "Tell me what you think" 


Pre-Chorus: 
             Dm                Am 
I've been looking for my savior, looking for my truth 
   G         Am 
I even asked my shrink 
               Dm 
He brought me down to his level 
 Am                                       G                   Am 
Said "Son, you're not special, you won't find him where you think" 

 
                                  Dm Am 
You won't find him down on sunset 
                           G Am 
Or at a party in the hills 
                            Dm Am 
At the bottom of the bottle 
                                      G Am 
Or when you're tripping on some pills 
           Dm                 Am 
When they sold you the dream you were just 16 
          G           Am 
Packed a bag and ran away 
                   Dm                 Am 
And it's a crying shame you came all this way 
                        G      Am 
'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA 
                   Dm                 Am 
And it's a crying shame you came all this way 
                        G      Am 
'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA 



Instrumental: 
Dm Am G Am 
Dm Am G Am 


Verse: 2 
        Dm 
Took a sip of his whiskey 
 Am                                       G               Am 
Said, "Now that you're with me, well, I think that you should stay" 
         Dm 
Yeah, I know you've been busy 
Am 
  Searching through the city 
    G            Am 
So let me share the way 


Pre-Chorus: 
   Dm 
I know I'm not your savior 
Am 
  Know I'm not your truth 
        G            Am 
But I think we could be friends 
               Dm                Am 
He said "Come down to my level, hang out with the devil 
         G           Am 
Let me tell you, in the end..." 


 
                                  Dm Am 
You won't find him down on sunset 
                           G Am 
Or at a party in the hills 
                            Dm Am 
At the bottom of the bottle 
                                      G Am 
Or when you're tripping on some pills 
           Dm                 Am 
When they sold you the dream you were just 16 
          G           Am 
Packed a bag and ran away 
                   Dm                 Am 
And it's a crying shame you came all this way 
                        G      Am 
'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA 
                   Dm                 Am 
And it's a crying shame you came all this way 
                        G      Am 
'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA 



Bridge 
Am 
   And that is when I knew that it was time to go home 
G 
   And that is when I realized that I was alone 
Am 
   And all the vibe and colors from the lights fade away 
Dm                               Am 
   And I don't care what they say 



                                  Dm Am 
You won't find him down on sunset 
                           G Am 
Or at a party in the hills 
                            Dm Am 
At the bottom of the bottle 
                                      G Am 
Or when you're tripping on some pills 
           Dm                 Am 
When they sold you the dream you were just 16 
          G           Am 
Packed a bag and ran away 
                   Dm                 Am 
And it's a crying shame you came all this way 
                        G      Am 
'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA 
                   Dm                 Am 
And it's a crying shame you came all this way 
                        G      Am 
'Cause you won't find Jesus in LA 



Outro 
                                Dm Am 
I won't find him down on sunset 
                           G Am 
Or at a party in the hills 
                            Dm Am 
At the bottom of the bottle 
                                   G Am 
Or when I'm tripping on some pills 
           Dm               Am 
When they sold me the dream I was just 16 
           G           Am 
Packed my bag and ran away 
                    Dm              Am 
And it's a crying shame I came all this way 
                      G       Am 
'Cause I won't find Jesus in LA 

(One Strum) 
                   Dm               Am 
And it's a crying shame I came all this way 
                      G      Am 
'Cause I won't find Jesus in LA