Bill Anderson - I can do nothing alone

^CI plowed the fields and ^G7I planted the ^Cseed I worked my ^G7hands to the ^Cbone But the ground laid ^C7barren till ^FHe sent the ^Csunshine For I can do ^G7nothing a^Clone

I raised the corn and ^G7I rode to the ^Cmill With the best crop ^G7I ever had ^Cgrown But the wheel wouldn't grind till ^FHe stirred the ^Cwaters For I can do ^G7nothing a^Clone

^G7I can do nothing a^Clone I'm ^G7weak and my Master is ^Cstrong I held the ^C7pencil but ^FHe wrote this ^Csong For I can do ^G7nothing a^Clone

And now as my years lead ^G7me into the ^Cvalley I've asked Him to ^G7please come ^Chome For I walk in ^C7search of the ^Fgood life here^Cafter And I can do ^G7nothing a^Clone