Jason Boland - Backslider blues

^GNo doubt the prayers of my mother Have t^Emaken me aways down the l^Dine, And I^C'd swear the life of my s^Gister, Well she's brighter than the sun when she sh^Dines. And ^GI have been baptised in water, ^EmI have been baptised in f^Dire And I've k^Cnelt with both hands on the a^Gltar And I^D've even s^Cang in the ch^Goir. There've been f^Emorks in the road when I^C've had to ch^Goose... I p^Dray He'll forgive me for s^Cingin' the b^Dackslider b^Glues.

Yeah the ba^Cckslider blues ain't a h^Gard song to sing. You k^Emnow right from wr^Cong, you just d^Gon't do a t^Dhing. S^Ctand there alone, feelin' bat^Gtered and bruised, S^Emingin' the ba^Dckslider b^Clues. -

From the st^Gained glass light of the chapel, To the n^Emeon haze of the ^Dbar. From the w^Cine of holy co^Gmmunion, To the liqour that's left me the s^Dcars. From the B^Gible that sets on my dresser, To the cl^Emothes strung all 'cross the fl^Door. From the pra^Cyers from my friends when they ne^Ged me, To the ti^Dmes that I've r^Can out the d^Goor. Been t^Emaken by surprise by some w^Comen and ro^Guge, And I p^Dray He'll forgive me for si^Cngin' the ba^Dckslider b^Glues.

And ^GI hope that we can all make it To the p^Emlace where true freedom ri^Dngs And I p^Cray that they have us some gu^Gitars So we can walk through the red buds and s^Ding. Never kn^Gow when you're out on life's highway, G^Emabriel might pull up to y^Dou. He'll say "C^Child, climb in and ride sh^Gotgun And we'll s^Dee what this b^Cig rig can ^Gdo". There'll be n^Emothin' more to say and no^Cthin' left to l^Gose. H^De'll have forgotten when ^Cwe sang the ba^Dckslider b^Glues.

Yeah the ba^Cckslider blues ain't a h^Gard song to sing. You k^Emnow right from wr^Cong, you just d^Gon't do a t^Dhing. S^Ctand there alone, feelin' bat^Gtered and bruised, S^Emingin' the ba^Dckslider b^Clues. I'm just si^Gngin' the bac^Dkslider b^Glues.