God love her    (video)

 

    G - D - Em - C (2x)

 

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1. Just a girl born in Dixie, washed in the blood

           Em                                       D

    and raised on the banks of the Mississippi mud,

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    she always had a thing about fallin' in love with a bad boy.

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    Yeah, they could see it all comin', but her daddy never dreamed,

                 Em                              D

    she'd grow up that fast, you know what I mean,

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    the way a girl gets when she turns 17,        kinda crazy.

 

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She's a       rebel child and a         preacher's daughter,

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she was           baptized in        dirty water.

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    Her mama cried the first time they caught her with me,

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they knew they couldn't stop her.

G                               D

    She holds tight to me and the Bible,

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on the          back seat of my        motorcycle.

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Left her daddy standin' there,

    D                                    Em  - C                         - G

preachin' to the choir, you see,       God love her !

D                             Em            - C

    Oh, me and God love her !

 

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2. She kissed her mama goodbye, said, I'll be sure 'n phone ya,

            Em                                      D

    she called from a truck stop in Tucson Arizona,

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    with amazing grace we made California line.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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    And then my gypsy life started takin' it's toll,

                 Em                                   D

    and the fast lane got empty and out of control.

             C                         G                                          D

    and just like an angel she saved my soul from the devil.

 

+  CHORUS         +  G - C - D

 

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+  Now she holds tight to me and the Bible,

                 - Em                           - C

    on the          back seat of my          motorcycle.

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    Left her daddy standin' there,

        D                                    Em  - C                          - G

    preachin' to the choir, you see,        God love her !

D                             Em            - C

    Oh, me and God love her !

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    God love her !         God !

 

 

(orig. = capo 3rd)    (Toby Keith)