Ricky Skaggs - Shepherds voice

When I ^Dwas fresh, from G^God, ^Dthe first thing I heard as I came into th^Gis life,
 ^Dthe sound of fear, ringi^Gng in my ear my own vo^Dice,

^Gas life hit me and I cried,
 ^DAs I grew through the years,

t^Ghe chorus of temptation,
 ^Dbeckoned me to come and sing^G apart,
 Bu^Dt Jesus was his name, that ^Gbroke from my mamaw's tongue, and settled in my hea^Crt

^AmAnd what I'm listening for, through^D all the noise,
 ^Ama whisper in my ear, ^Dthe shepherd^C's voice.

^DThe confusion that the bustle brings,^G the pretty song the siren sings,
 ^DThe sound of teeth against forbidden ^Gfruit,
 ^DA fallen man who screams in pain, a^G groaning earth beneath the strain ^DWho could hope to ever hear the trut^Ch,


^AmAnd what I'm listening for, through a^Dll the noise, A^Am whisper in ^Dmy ear, the shepherd's voic^Ce.

^DWhen I am tired and I am weary, of t^Ghis life and I am d^Done
 ^DI will close my eyes, and let my spiri^Gt still, till I hear the S^Con

^AmAnd what I'm listening for, throu^Dgh all the noi^Cse, ^Ama whisper in my ear, the sh^Depherd's voi^Cce. ^AmAnd what I'm listening for, through^D all the nois^Ce,
 ^Ama whisper in my^D ear, the shepherd's voi^Fce.