Artist: Rhonda Vincent
Capo on 4
[INTRO]
|G G7 |C G |C D |G |
[VERSE]
[G]My granddaddy never [G7]went to church, he felt [C]closer to God with his [G]hands in the [G/B]dirt
Doin' [C]hard work with the [Bm]sun on his face, [Am]sweat on his brow and the [D]wind in his hair
He'd [C]say a prayer [D]anywhere
He'd be [G]standin' in the mittle of [G7]fresh moon field, the [C]spirit with movin' and [G]he just [G/B]kneel
And start [C]givin' things, for [Bm]God's green earth and when he [Am]came to church [D]he'd prefer his
[CHORUS]
[G]Blue sky [G/F#]cathe- [Em] -dral [D]with its [C]white pied [Bm]stip- [Am] -ple [D]
[G]Sunrise for its [G7/F]stained glass windows, [C]singin' along with that [F7/Eb]songbird hymnal
Made his soul [C]fly [Bm]like an e- [Am] -go [D]under that [G]blue sky [G7/F]cathe- [C] -dral [D]
[G]Every now and then some [G7]folks from town, [C]they dropped in and tried to [G]bring 'em round [G/B]
Until the [C]foe but [Bm]he just smile, [Am]fix them some tea and let 'em [D]talk a while [Bm]
And [C]then maybe he's [D]say to me
[G]Girl, some people gotta [G7]have for walls to [C]keep to word to hear [G]the call [G/B]
And [C]that's okay and [Bm]as for me, [Am]I do better [D]underneath my
[CHORUS]
[G]Blue sky [G/F#]cathe- [Em] -dral [D]with its [C]white pied [Bm]stip- [Am] -ple [D]
[G]Sunrise for its [G7/F]stained glass window, [C]singin' along with that [F7/Eb]songbird hymnal
Made my soul [C]fly [Bm]like an [Am]ego [D]under my [G]blue sky [G7/F]cathe- [C] -dral [D]
[F]It's been years since we've been gone, we [C/E]buried in upon the hill
But [Eb]it don't matter where I am, I [D]feel you with still, --- under my
[CHORUS]
[G]Blue sky [G/F#]ca- t[Em]hedral w[D]ith its w[C]hite pied s[Bm]tip- p[Am]le [D]
[G]Sunrise for its [G7/F]stained glass window, [C]singin' along with that [F7/Eb]songbirds hymnal
Makes my soul [C]fly like [Bm]an e- [Am] -go [D]under my [G]blue sky [G7/F]cathe- [C] -dral [D]
[OUTRO]
|G G7 |C G |C D |G
[INTRO]
|G G7 |C G |C D |G |
[VERSE]
[G]My granddaddy never [G7]went to church, he felt [C]closer to God with his [G]hands in the [G/B]dirt
Doin' [C]hard work with the [Bm]sun on his face, [Am]sweat on his brow and the [D]wind in his hair
He'd [C]say a prayer [D]anywhere
He'd be [G]standin' in the mittle of [G7]fresh moon field, the [C]spirit with movin' and [G]he just [G/B]kneel
And start [C]givin' things, for [Bm]God's green earth and when he [Am]came to church [D]he'd prefer his
[CHORUS]
[G]Blue sky [G/F#]cathe- [Em] -dral [D]with its [C]white pied [Bm]stip- [Am] -ple [D]
[G]Sunrise for its [G7/F]stained glass windows, [C]singin' along with that [F7/Eb]songbird hymnal
Made his soul [C]fly [Bm]like an e- [Am] -go [D]under that [G]blue sky [G7/F]cathe- [C] -dral [D]
[G]Every now and then some [G7]folks from town, [C]they dropped in and tried to [G]bring 'em round [G/B]
Until the [C]foe but [Bm]he just smile, [Am]fix them some tea and let 'em [D]talk a while [Bm]
And [C]then maybe he's [D]say to me
[G]Girl, some people gotta [G7]have for walls to [C]keep to word to hear [G]the call [G/B]
And [C]that's okay and [Bm]as for me, [Am]I do better [D]underneath my
[CHORUS]
[G]Blue sky [G/F#]cathe- [Em] -dral [D]with its [C]white pied [Bm]stip- [Am] -ple [D]
[G]Sunrise for its [G7/F]stained glass window, [C]singin' along with that [F7/Eb]songbird hymnal
Made my soul [C]fly [Bm]like an [Am]ego [D]under my [G]blue sky [G7/F]cathe- [C] -dral [D]
[F]It's been years since we've been gone, we [C/E]buried in upon the hill
But [Eb]it don't matter where I am, I [D]feel you with still, --- under my
[CHORUS]
[G]Blue sky [G/F#]ca- t[Em]hedral w[D]ith its w[C]hite pied s[Bm]tip- p[Am]le [D]
[G]Sunrise for its [G7/F]stained glass window, [C]singin' along with that [F7/Eb]songbirds hymnal
Makes my soul [C]fly like [Bm]an e- [Am] -go [D]under my [G]blue sky [G7/F]cathe- [C] -dral [D]
[OUTRO]
|G G7 |C G |C D |G
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