Lori McKenna - God never made one of us to be alone

^GIf the grain in the wood of that ^Emkitchen table could ^Dtalk ^GHe could read it like a b^Emook he’s memorized every ^Dpart ^GBut it don’t say a word and his ^Emmicrowave dinner is ^Dcold ^GGod never made one of ^Aus to be al^Done.

^GA waitress cleans counters, ^Emchapel doors listen and ^Dwait ^GA trooper paces town like a ^Emdog on a back yard ^Dchain ^GWhile the kids hanging out down by the ^Emriver are getting ^Dstoned ^GGod never made one of ^Aus to be al^Done.

^EmAnd if you’d never found me ^GYou’d find someone you thought was like me ^EmI’d find someone to remind me of ^Ayou And so on and so on and ^Gso on ^{D G D}

^GThey don’t light the roads they don’t ^Emname, and that’s why they’re so ^Ddark ^GEveryone of us here is ^Emcarrying some hurt in ^Dtheir heart ^GAnd though a heart can be b^Emroken it can not turn to ^Dstone Because ^GGod never made one of ^Aus to be al^Done.

^GShe turns the radio off pulls the ^Emcar to the side of the ^Droad ^GIn the good and the bad of their ^Emlove she finds a glimmer ^Dof hope ^GShe dials his number he ^Emanswers please come ^Dhome She says ^GGod never made one of ^Aus to be al^Done.