Intro: D

Verse 1:
D
On my grimy dresser there is a bottle of blue pills
          G
And every morning I put one beneath my tongue and hold it still
    D
And Mary has left me a note there's breakfast on the stove
        G (nc)                           G
But she wakes up early next to John, and all the eggs are cold


     D
Then Jesus comes to me again and grinning lifts his shirt
      G
And I trace the scars on his chest, that his virgin birth
            D
Had led him to, he was in a bind but he embraced the sacred
        G
And God held his face and knew it but it still didn't save him

Pre-chorus:
    Bm                           D
And I see far horizons where the lambs lie with the lions
    G
But there are poppies growing over where my friends are lying
    Bm                          D
And    Paul had an old name but   we never use it
G
You may call me traitor but my lover calls me Judas

Chorus:
Bm          D           G
  Hosannah!   Hosannah!   Hosannah in the highest!
Bm          D           G                     Bm   D  G
  Hosannah!   Hosannah!   Hosannah in the highest!

Post-chorus:
   Bm  D  G
   D

Verse 2:
    D
I'm upstairs breathing in the scented oil on his skin
     G
And exactly as he taught, I take the holy spirit in
    D
The body on my tongue and the blood dripping down my mouth
    G  (nc)                    G
Oh, who among us apostles, has ever been unclouded without sin?


   D
Is counting silver now the only time you think of me?
      G
I who dared to love unblinking the bright son of Galilee
D
On the mountain he held all creation in his sight
        G
And foresaw the killing kiss we shared in Gethsemane that night

Pre-chorus:
   Bm                           D
So down through the ages let my name be ever known
       G
As the one who gave him up to death so he can roll away the stone
    Bm                                D
You curse me, but he loved me too, he held me in his arms
        G
And I'm only Judas Iscariot, he was the son of God

Chorus:
Bm          D           G
  Hosannah!   Hosannah!   Hosannah in the highest!
Bm          D           G
  Hosannah!   Hosannah!   Hosannah in the highest!
Bm     D      G
  Amen   Amen   Amen Amen
Bm     D      G
  Amen   Amen Hallelujah
  Bm  D  G
Amen

Outro:
Bm                        D                 G
  And it's cold out here,   out here alone,   in the potter's field.
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