Chris Renzema - Not yet

^GWell, I'm a son of coal, a daughter of tar From the ^Cdust you came, from the dust you ^Gare We'^Emre not beautiful not yet, ^Coh! yo^Gung heart Yeah the ^Emrain has yet to fall and make ^Cmud of my ^Gscars

Well so, ^Emsoon^C, my ^Gheart will k^Dnow, ^EmYou^C, ^{G D} Without a ^Emveil,^C Be^Gtween ^Dus, I'll see your ^Emface And be^Ccome, like You. ^G

Wel^Gl I'm the son of a woman, the daughter of man From the ^Cdust you came, from the dust I ^Gam We're ^Emnot home not yet, ^Coh! That dist^Gant land Yeah we've still a^Em few roads left to travel without the ^Cside of your ^Ghand.

Well so, ^Emsoon^C, my ^Gheart will k^Dnow, ^EmYou^C, ^{G D} Without a ^Emveil,^C Be^Gtween ^Dus, I'll see your ^Emface And be^Ccome, like ^GYou, like ^DYou. I'll see your ^Emface And be^Ccome, like You.^G

I^G'm a son of the valley, a daughter of fear From the ^Cdust we're raised, oh and to the dust we're r^Geared We're ^Emnot whole, not yet, ^Coh! But we're drawin^Gg near Ya there's still a f^Emew hours left tonight before the ^Csun dries our t^Gears Ya there's still a f^Emew hours left tonight before the ^Csun dries our t^Gears

Well so, ^Emsoon^C, my ^Gheart will k^Dnow, ^EmYou^C, ^{G D} Without a ^Emveil,^C Be^Gtween ^Dus, I'll see your ^Emface And be^Ccome, like ^GYou, like ^DYou. I'll see your ^Emface And be^Ccome, like ^GYou, like ^DYou. I'll see your ^Emface And be^Ccome, like You. ^G