Hợp âm Saving grace

Lời & hợp âm

[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
[C]Daddy's bourbon
breath was [G]strong as gasoline,
An' it [F]seemed to fuel the rage
he had [G]inside.
[C]He'd come home just burnin',
[G]Mad an' drunk an' mean an' raisin' [F]hell
on [G]a Saturday [E]night.[Am]
Momma'd lock us [G]up in her bed[F]room,
He'd be [Am]lyin' in [G]the hallway on [F]our

[Verse 2]
way to Sunday school.
[F]They both, in their own way
be[C]came my savin' grace.
[G]Daddy pas[Am]sed out with his dem[G]ons,
Momma [F]passed the offerin' plate.
An' she'd cry out to Heaven,
"Pro[C]tect this son of mine,"
[G]While Dad[Am]dy kept the[G] devil off my [F]back,
By [G]takin' up his [C]time.[G]

[Verse 3]
Momma [C]said,
"Nobody's perfect," as [G]we walked into Church,
To ask [F]the Good Lord to forgive him,
[G]aga[Am]in.[G]
I [C]still recall that sermon,
I [G]hung on every word.
That's when I [F]learned just exactly
what a [G]Father really [E]meant.
And [Am]the Angels and [G]the people
gathered [F]round,
I was [Am]standin' in that [G]water [F]when that
Preacher laid me [C]down.

[Verse 4]
[F]They both, in their own way
be[C]came my savin' grace.
[G]Daddy pas[Am]sed out with his demons,[G]
Momma [F]passed the offerin'
plate.
An' she'd cry out to Heaven,
"Pro[C]tect this son of mine,"
[G]While Dad[Am]dy kept the[G] devil off my [F]back,
By [G]takin' up his [C]time.[G][E]

[Verse 5]
[Am]An' Daddy kept the d[G]evil off my ba[F]ck,
By [G]takin' up his [C]time.
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