Reba McEntire - State of grace

^CGrace worked down at Wal-Mart For 15 ^Gyears she punched that clock Been ^Am2 weeks without a day off She never ^Fgave it too much thought Til one ^Cmorning in the mirror 2 new ^Glines opened her eyes ^AmSuddenly it hit her She still ^Fhad the wings to fly "Att ^Gention late night shoppers A ^Ftwo ^Cfor ^Gone on rope and chain"

That's the ^Dstate of grace It's the ^Bmweak made strong It's ^Gfinding what you're ^Dmissing Was ^Aright there, all along It's an ^Dopen road To a ^Bmbetter pl ^Gace It's the ^Dlife worth living ^AIn the state of ^Dgrace

^CGrace cleaned out her bank account Bought a ^Gbeat-up camper truck Turned her ^Ampink slip into personel ^FThen tore that time-card up As she ^Cdrove away she wondered What New York ^GCity would be like Did the ^Amstars really keep you up On ^Fclear desert night With a ^Gfront seat full of road maps ^{F C} To ^Ghelp her lose her way

That's the ^Dstate of grace It's the ^Bmweak made strong It's ^Gfinding what you're ^Dmissing Was ^Aright there, all along It's an ^Dopen road To a ^Bmbetter pl ^Gace It's the ^Dlife worth living ^AIn the state of ^Dgrace

Grace ^Gknew when she looked up ^DThere wouldn't be a sky If the ^Gdreams we'd been given ^DWeren't supposed to ^Bfly

[Guitar Solo] ^{E C#m A E B} It's an ^Eopen road To a ^C#mbetter pl ^Aace It's the ^Elife worth living ^BIn the state of ^Egrace ^C#m It's the ^Alife worth living ^BIn the state of ^Egrace