Sara Evans - New again

^DMother - do not ^F#mcry for me All of t^Ghis is ex^Aactly how it's s^Dupposed to be ^AI'm right h^Dere, can you hear m^F#my voice My l^Gife, my love, my L^Aord....my b^Daby boy

As they n^Aail me to th^Bmis tree Just know the F^Aather waits ^Bmfor me God how c^Gan this be your wi^Dll To have your ^F#mson and my son k^Gilled Whatever h^Dappens...whatever you s^Aee Whatever your ^F#meyes tell you has become of ^Gme This is ^Gnot...it's not the e^Dnd I am ^Bmmaking all things^A new a^Dgain

I rem^Dember when you w^F#mere born In that ^Gmanger wh^Aere I first held^D you in my arms ^ASo many mir^Dacles and lives you^F#m've changed And this w^Gorld repays you ho^Aw, with all^D this pain

As th^Aey nail me t^Bmo this tree Just know the F^Aather waits ^Bmfor me God how c^Gan this be your wi^Dll To have your ^F#mson and my son k^Gilled Whatever h^Dappens...whatever you s^Aee Whatever your ^F#meyes tell you has become of ^Gme This is ^Gnot...it's not the e^Dnd I am ^Bmmaking all things^A new a^Dgain T^Ghis is not...it's no^Dt the end I am ^Bmmaking all things^A new a^Dgain