Misc Unsigned Bands - Christine ebersole - after all

^AbmWhat would a^F# mother not ^Bdo for her child What ^Alengths would a mother not ^Ego ^AbmThere’s a bond that ex^F#ists between ^Bmother and child With no ^Aend to how strong it can ^G#mgrow It’s a ^Epromise for life between ^Amother and child It be^Bgins from the moment of ^Abmbirth And you're ^Abshaken you to your soul With an^F ache you’ve never known And you ^C#look into their eyes And find you’re ^D#7looking in your ^D#own

And there’s a ^Abmpain you can’t i^F#magine A special kind of ^Etorture you can ^D#feel A cut that bleeds from ^Abmsomewhere deep in^F#side you A past re^Egret you can not ^D#heal And no one guesses ^C#mall the while you’re pra^Abmying The screaming little ^C#mstranger in your ^Bbarms Might ^Abmjust grow ^F#up and ^Esave you ^Bafter a^All ^E Might ^Abmjust grow ^F#up and ^Esave you ^D#after ^Abmall ^{F# Abm F#}

^AbmWhat would a ^F#mother not ^Bdo for her child What ^Aheights would a mother not ^Eclimb There’s a ^Abmbond that e^F#xists between ^Bmother And child and it ^Aonly goes deeper with ^G#mtime It’s a ^Epromise for life between ^Amother and child And to ^Bbreak it there’s no greater ^Abmpain And you’re ^Abshaken to your soul With an ^Fache that can’t erase Like the ^C#tears you never cried But still keep s^D#7crubbing off your ^D#face

Cause there’s a ^Abmpain you can’t i^F#magine A little talk that ^Ekeeps you wide a^D#wake That somehow turns to ^Abmbold determi^F#nation That you won't ever ^Emake the same mis^D#take And so you vow to ^C#mfeed your little ^Abmfuture Assuring that her ^C#mtalent, poise, and ^Bbcharm Might ^Abmjust grow ^F#up and ^Esave you ^Bafter a^All ^E Might ^Abmjust grow ^F#up and ^Esave you ^D#after ^Abmall

Some dreams die upon the ^D#vine ^Bb Some they never have a ^D#chance ^C# Sweeter than the sweetest ^D#wine That mine becomes the ^AbmQueen of F^Bra^A7nce

And there's re^Abmlief you can’t i^F#magine That fills up every s^Einew, bone, and ^D#nerve To know that you can ^Abmget out of this ^F#hellhole And finally live the l^Eife that you de^D#serve And suddenly the ^C#mpast you knew would ^Abmhaunt you And all of the re^C#mgret you didn’t ^Bbshow Might ^Abmjust grow ^F#up and ^Esave you ^Bafter a^All ^E Might ^Abmjust grow ^F#up and ^Esave you ^{Abm F# E Abm} Might ^Abmjust grow ^F#up and ^Esave you ^D#after ^Abmall ^{F# E E Abm F# E E}

^AbmWhat would a^F# mother not ^Bdo for her child What ^Alengths would a mother not ^Ego ^AbmThere’s a bond that ex^F#ists between ^Bmother and child ^D#Ah, but then again How would you know?^Abm