Loretta Lynn - If god is dead

^CHe put flowers on the hills, your c^Fup he gladly fills How can you t^Curn around and ^Amsay God is de^Gad^G7 But when your st^Cories have all been told There's one th^Fing I'd like to know If God is de^Cad^Am who's this livi^G7ng for my so^Cul?^{F C}

I^Gf ^G7my soul had windows I'd leave th^Cem open So the world could ^Amsee the ugl^Fy scars Upon those hands that c^G7left for you and me There's the br^Cidge you can cross if you will The t^Foll was paid on Golgota's hill If God is d^Cead who's this li^G7ving for my ^Csou^Fl? ^C

^CHe gives us shelter from life's stormy weather Gives us l^Fove to keep us together When l^Cife gets like a ship on a r^Amaging s^Gea ^G7 And when the st^Cage of life grows cold Somebody h^Felps us to play our role If God is d^Cead^Am who's this livi^G7ng for my so^Cul?^{F C}

^CIf God is dead^Am who's this livi^G7ng for my so^Cul?^{F C}