Andrew Peterson - Song and dance

^DDavid's on his ^Gthrone at ^Dsundown ^G His ^Dpaper and his ^Gpen are in his ^Dhand ^G He's ^Dwaiting on a ^Gsong at ^Dsundown ^G As he ^Dgazes out a^Gcross his holy ^Dland ^{G A}

^BmAnd he ^Bmthinks of old Goli^Gath and he smiles ^{G A Bm}He can ^Dbarely keep from ^Glaughing ^{G A Bm}He says, "^Bmgreat is the Lord and g^Greatly to be praised" ^{G A Bm}He can ^Dhear the rivers ^Gclapping ^G Well, they're still ^Dclapping To the ^Gsame old song and ^Ddance

Well the ^Dcadence of the ^Gsea is just as ^Dsteady ^G And the ^Dchorus of the ^Ghills is just as ^Dstrong ^G And the ^Dfaithfulness of ^GGod is just as ^Dmighty as it ^Gwas When the ^Dshepherd slew the ^Ggiant with a ^Dstone ^{G A}

^BmYou can ^Bmclose your eyes and ^Glisten to the sea^{G A Bm}You can ^Dfeel the holy ^Grhythm ^{G A Bm}It says ^BmGreat is the Lord and ^Ggreatly to be praised ^{G A Bm}For the ^Dmercy he has ^Ggiven ^G Well, he's still ^Dgiving It's the ^Gsame old song and ^Adance

^BmI can ^Bmhear creation ^Gsinging his praise ^{G A Bm}That his ^Dlove is ever^Glasting ^{G A Bm}It's the ^Bmsame as it was a ^Gmillion years ago^{G A Bm}I can ^Dstill hear David ^Glaughing ^G And the rivers are still ^Dclapping To the s^Game old song D To the ^Gsame old song and dance