Doug Paisley - Growing souls

It was a f^Ca-t^Gal bl^Dow ^CJust to h^Gear the b^Emell The cr^Gowd was u^Dp the s^Cide ^C/Bof the bl^Amuff And the mountain f^Dell Then a o^Cne-w^Gay r^Dide ^CThrough the gr^Gaveyard g^Emates The pr^Gettiest s^Dong you're n^Cever g^C/Bonna h^Amear Until it's too l^Date

Nearer my G^Cod, Nearer my G^God, Nearer my G^Cod, she came to ^Emme Said it don't m^Catter how the story's t^Gold^{G/F# Em Am} Ab^Dout these growing s^Emouls

I broke thr^Cough et^Gernal sk^Dies To the C^Caribb^Gean S^Emea ^GBusted his fl^Daps at the f^Coot of ^C/Bhope and r^Amoam The halfway tr^Dee Where the e^Cndl^Gess s^Dong ^Cis carried o^Gut on the w^Emind D^Geep in the n^Dight, the t^Cerror ^C/Band the t^Amoll She came ^Din

Nearer my G^Cod, Nearer my G^God, Nearer my G^Cod, it came to ^Emme Said it don't m^Catter how the story's t^Gold^{G/F# Em Am} Ab^Dout these growing s^Emouls