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| Song Name: |
God Love Her |
By: |
TOBY KEITH |
| Posted By: |
Spiritgirl33 |
Difficulty: |
Any |
| Key: |
Bb |
Genre: |
Country |
| Harp Type: |
Diatonic |
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| Created: |
2009-08-23 14:08:00 |
Modified: |
0000-00-00 00:00:00 |
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| Song: |
God Love Her
by
TOBY KEITH
Verse 1:
3 3 3 3 3 3 1 3 3 3 -3"
Just a girl born in Dix-ie, washed in the blood
3 3 3 3 3 1 1 3 3 3 2 -3"
And raised on the banks of the Mis-sis-sip-pi mud,
3 3 -2" 3 -2" 3 -2" 3 3 3 3 3
She al-ways had a thing a-bout fall-in� in love
-2" 2 -1 2
with a bad boy.
4 4 4 4 3 3 3 3
Yeah, they could see it all com-in�
3 2 3 2 3 2 -3"
But her dad-dy nev-er dreamed
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She�d grow up that fast, you know what I mean,
3 3 -2" 3 3 3 -2" 3 3 -2" -3"
The way a girl gets when she turns sev-en-teen,
-1 -1 -1 -1
kind-a cra-zy.
Chorus:
-3" 4 4 5 -4 4 4 -4 4 -4 5
She�s a reb-el child and a preach-er�s daugh-ter,
-4 4 5 4 4 -5 5 -5 5
She was bap-tized in dirt-y wa-ter.
5 5 5 6 5 5 -4 -4 -4 5 -4
Her ma-ma cried the first time they caught her
4 5
with me.
5 -4 4 4 -3" 4 -3" 3
They knew they could-n�t stop her.
3 5 4 4 -4 -4 4 -4 5
She holds tight to me and the Bi-ble
-4 4 5 5 4 4 -5 5 -5 5
On the back seat of my mo-tor-cy-cle.
5 5 5 5 6 5 5 -4 -4 -4 -4
Left her dad-dy stand-in' there preach-in' to the
6 4 4 5 -4 5
choir, you see.
-2" -2" 3
God love her.
6 6 -5 -5 -5 5 -4 5 -4 4
Oh, me and God love her.
Verse 2:
3 3 2 3 2 3 1
She kissed her ma-ma good-bye,
3 3 3 3 2 3 1
Said, "I�ll be sure and phone ya."
3 3 2 3 2 3 1 3 3 3
She called her from a truck stop in Tuc-son,
3 2 3 -3"
Ar-i-zo-na.
3 3 3 3 1
With a-maz-ing grace
3 3 3 3 3 -2" 2 2 -2" 2 -1
we made Cal-i-for-nia a-live.
4 4 4 4 4 4 4 -4 -4 -4 -4 5
And then my gyp-sy life start-ed tak-in� it's toll
5 5 6 5 5 5 -4 4 -3 -3 -3 4
And the fast lane got emp-ty and out of con-trol.
-3 -3 -3" -3" 3 3 3 4 4 4 2
And just like an an-gel she saved my soul from
2 -1 -1
the dev-il.
Chorus:
4 4 4
Yeah, she�s a rebel child and a preacher�s daughter
She was baptized in dirty water
Her mama cried the first time they caught her with me
They knew they couldn�t stop her
She holds tight to me and the Bible
On the back seat of my motorcycle
Left her daddy standing there preaching to the choir, you see
-2"
And God love her
5
Oh, me and God love her
End:
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Now she holds tight to me and the Bi-ble
-4 4 5 -4 4 4 -5 5 -5 5
On the back seat of my mo-tor-cy-cle
5 5 5 5 6 5 5 -4 -4 -4 -4
Left her dad-dy stand-in' there preach-in' to the
6 4 4 5 -4 5
choir, you see
-2" -2" -2" 3
And God love her
6 6 -5 -5 -5 5 -4 5 -4 4
Oh me and God love her.
-4 -4 5 -4 4
God love her.
4 4 6 -3" -3"
Me and God love her.
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