Brantley Gilbert - The man that hung the moon

^DI lost my ^Ebreath when I ^F#mSaw you take your first ^DMy whole world s^Etopped like ^F#mthat ^DAnd I ain't th^Ee cryin' type ^F#mBut I just saw your eyes ^DAnd words just can't ^Edescribe what I^F#m see You look ^Ejust like me, yeah

You're ^Agonna think I hung the moon ^EYou're gonna think I made the sky ^F#mThat the sun rises ^EAnd sets inside of my e^Ayes ^AAnd it won't be long ^ETill I hear "Daddy's home" and ^F#mFootsteps running to ^EThe man that hung the moon

^DAnd I alre^Eady know ^F#mYou'll probably be a momma's boy ^DIt worked out ^Efine for your ^F#mdad I hope ^DI'm still your ^Ehero 'Cause ^F#mI already love you more than ^DEven ^EI underst^F#mand

You're ^Agonna think I hung the moon ^EAnd that I made the sky ^F#mThat the sun rises ^EAnd sets inside of my ^Aeyes ^AAnd it won't be long ^ETill I hear "Daddy's home" and ^F#mFootsteps running to The ^Eman that hung the moon

^{D E F#m A D}Oh^E y^F#meah ^F#m [Bridge] ^DAnd one day you'll ^Erealize I've ^F#mlost my cape, I can't ^Dfly And ^EI'm only ^F#mhuman ^DAnd you'll need ^Emore than me ^F#mBut you'll know to hit your knees ^DIf I've done my job right ^EYou'll know where to find

^AThe man who really hung the moon ^EWho really made the sky ^F#mYeah, the sun rises ^EAnd sets inside of his ^Aeyes ^AAnd it won't be long ^EUntil He calls us home ^F#mAnd we'll all be running to ^EThe man that hung the moon ^DOh^E, ^F#moh ^{F#m D}Oh^E y^F#meah ^F#m

^DNo^E matter what ^F#mNo m^F#matter where I am ^DJu^Est know I love you ^F#mWith^F#m all I am

N.C.

Me and your mama both