Alan Jackson - When god paints

When God pai^Dnts, birds si^Bmng He co^Glors every feather on a spar^Arows wings When God p^Daints, the wind b^Bmlows With a st^Groke of love, he dips his brush in the ra^Ainbow

Somet^Gimes I take for granted the si^Ample things I can ^Gbe his biggest critic when it ^Astarts to rain But there's al^Gways a bigger picture I c^Aan't explain

When God pa^Dints, the heart b^Bmeats ^GLife begins, season ends and lo^Avers meet And I've lea^Drned that somet^Bmimes It's not al^Gways black and white or well defin^Aed When God pai^Dnts ^{Bm G A}

Somet^Gimes I take for granted the si^Ample things I can ^Gbe his biggest critic when it ^Astarts to rain But there's al^Gways a bigger picture I c^Aan't explain

When God pa^Dints, we da^Bmnce And I re^Gach across the canvas and I t^Aake your hand And my wo^Drld is so co^Bmmplete When I lo^Gok at you, a masterpiece is a^All I see When God pa^Dints

Somet^Gimes I take for granted the si^Ample things I can ^Gbe his biggest critic when it ^Astarts to rain But there's al^Gways a bigger picture I c^Aan't explain

When God pa^Dints ^Bm I pray I al^Gways see the beauty ins^Aide the frame When God pa^Dints ^{Bm A D}