Joey + Rory - Old rugged cross

On a ^Chill far away stood an ^Fold rugged cross, the ^Gemblem of suffering and ^C shame; and I l^Cove that old cross where the ^Fdearest and best for a ^Gworld of lost sinners was^C slain.

^{G/B Am}So I'll ^Gcherish the old rugged ^Ccross, Till my t^Frophies at last I lay^C down I will cling to the old rugged ^Fcross, And exc^Change it somed^Gay for a ^Ccrown.

To the ^Cold rugged cross I will ^Fever be true It ^Gshame and reproach, gladly^C bare Then he'll ^Ccall me someday To my h^Fome far away Where his ^Gglory forever I'll ^C share

^{G/B Am}So I'll ^Gcherish the old rugged ^Ccross, Till my t^Frophies at last I lay^C down I will cling to the old rugged ^Fcross, And exc^Change it somed^Gay for a ^Amcrown.

^DmAnd exch^Cange it some^Gday for a ^Fcrown. ^{C Dm C}