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The ^Afoxes have their dens, ^C#myeah And the ^Bmbirds have their nest^Es But the ^ASon of Man yeah yea^C#mh has nowhe^Bmre to lay his hea^Ed

I said the ^Afoxes have their dens, ^C#myeah And the ^Bmbirds have their ne^Ests But the ^ASon of Man, yea^C#mh Has now^Bmhere to lay his head^E

^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me my ch^Eild ^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me, my c^Ehild ^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me, my c^Ehild ^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me, my c^Ehild

^APoco a Poco ^C#mbamos a yea ga s^Bmomos pereguinos (or something like that) And you ^Eknow thats who we are; we make our^A way ^C#m Little by ^Bmlittle, we learn a little m^Eore each day That God is ^Alove; ^C#m That life is ^Bmshort; ^E That all will be ^Awell, ^C#m and I know all ^Bmwill be well in his ^Etime

^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me my ch^Eild ^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me, my c^Ehild ^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me, my c^Ehild ^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me, my c^Ehild

So I ^Atook up my tent, an^C#md I follow you I got my ^Bmguitar in my hands But I ain't ^Esinging the blues, no you make me ^Asmile ^C#m Oh how you make me ^Bmsmile ^E

And though I ^Astruggle along, with all my c^C#mares and my troubles It seems you ^Bmnever leaving, no, you always ^Ehelp me when I stumble It's a ^Awonder how you love me ^C#mso And I ^Bmlove it how you let me ^Eknow, yeah

^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me my ch^Eild ^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me, my c^Ehild ^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me, my c^Ehild ^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me, my c^Ehild

Yeah, yeah, ye^Aah ^C#m Yeah, yeah, y^Bmeah ^E Yeah, yeah, ye^Aah ^C#m Yeah, yeah, y^Bmeah

^EBut here's the thing: ^AI want to let you lead; I'^C#mm struggling see I got my c^Bmares; I got my worries; ^EI got my needs ^ASo I think you got the ^C#mwrong guy

I ^Bmthank you, good Lord, but I poli^Etely decline But then you ^Acome, you come, to ^C#mme ^BmSpeaking so softly, but ^Espeaking to me:

^A"I will carry you, carry you child ^C#mI will carry you, carry you child ^BmI will take care of you, and I'll be there for you ^EI'll never leave you, and I'll always bear your cares for you"

Then lead ^Aon kindly lie And let your ^C#mlove be my side Through this ^Bmwilderness of life Where we're ^Ejust all passing by

Cause we you^A by my side Why need I ^C#mfeel why need I hide I only ^Bmneed to sing So take my ^Eprayer and let it rise

Lead me ^Aon my Shepard^C#m King Lead me ^Bmon my Everyth^Eing Lead me ^Aon oh kindly ^C#mlie Lead ^Bmon and let me ^Esing:

^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me my ch^Eild ^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me, my c^Ehild ^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me, my c^Ehild ^ACome follow me, come ^C#mfollow me, come ^Bmfollow me, my c^Ehild

Brother Isaiah - Come follow me