VERSE 2:
You know your [G#m] days are numbered
Count them [C#] one by [G#m] one
Like [G#m] notches in the handle of an [C#] outlaw's [G#m] gun
You can [G#m] outrun the devil, [C#] if you [G#m] tried
But you will [G#m] never outrun the [F#] hands of [G#m] time

CHORUS 2:
In [G#m] time there'll surely [C#] come a [G#m] day
In [G#m] time all things shall [C#] pass [G#m] away
In [G#m] time you may come [C# open] back some say
To [G#m] live once more, or [C#] die once [G#m] more
But in [G#m] time, your time will [F#] be no [G#m open] more

I can hear what you're thinking [G#m open]