Chris Young - Chiseled in stone

You ran ^Dcryin' to the bedroom, I ran off to the ^Gbar ^A7Another piece of heaven gone ^Dto hell The words we spoke in anger just tore my world a- ^Gpart ^A7And I sat there feelin' sorry for ^Dmyself That old ^Dman sat down beside me, looked me in the ^Geye ^A7And he said Son, I know what you're going through ^D You ought to get down on your knees and thank your lucky stars ^{G A7}That you got someone to go home ^Dto

You don't ^D7know about ^Glonely or how long nights ^Dcan be Till you lived through ^A7the story that's still livin' in ^Dme And you don't ^D7know about ^Gsadness 'til you faced life ^Dalone You don't know about ^A7lonely 'til it's chiseled in ^Dstone

So I brought these pretty flowers hopin' you would understand ^{G A7}That sometimes a man is such a ^Dfool Those golden words of wisdom from the heart of that old ^Gman ^A7Showed me I ain't nothin' without ^Dyou

You don't ^D7know about ^Glonely or how long nights ^Dcan be Till you lived through ^A7the story that old man just ^Dme ^D7And you don't know about ^Gsadness 'til you faced life ^Dalone You don't know about ^A7lonely 'til it's chiseled in ^Dstone You don't know about ^A7lonely 'til it's chiseled in ^Dstone