Rusty Clanton - Minutes and years

^CWater to the seed ^Em How my spirit ^Fgrows th^Ce more it knows^F that yours^C is close to me. ^{F G C} and je^Calous is the sun ^Em of every thoug^Fht and dream, a war^Cmer beam than h^Fe?ll ever b^Cecome. ^{F G}

There?s no treasur^Fe refined th^Cat could measure my time ^{A7 C} No fo^Frtune could be enough. ^G Cause my minutes ^Fand years will be s^Cpent right here wit^E7h you ^{Am G F} My one ^Gtrue love ^C

^CI?ve seen it from m^Emy bed As a wis^Fhful moon i^Cn silent swoo^Fn would ^Creflect you instead ^{F G} Though years^C i?ve waited through ^Em What is twent^Fy-four year^Cs or m^Fore if the re^Cst is spent with ^Fyou ^G

There?s no treasur^Fe refined th^Cat could measure my time ^{A7 C} No fo^Frtune could be enough. ^G Cause my minutes ^Fand years will be s^Cpent right here wit^E7h you ^{Am F} My one ^Gtrue love ^A7

There?s no treasur^Fe refined th^Cat could measure my time ^{A7 C} No fo^Frtune could be enough. ^G Cause my minutes ^Cand years will be s^A7pent right here ^{E7 A7} Oh my minute^Fs and years will be^C spent right here ^{E7 A7} Oh my minute^E7s and years will be spent right here wi^A7th you ^F

My one ^Gtrue love ^C