Sundy Best - Holy ground

^EmI'm a child of Appal^Cachia Where my f^Geet are in the g^Dround ^EmBuried on the hillsi^Cde Near a cre^Gek by my ho^Duse ^EmTrees dance like g^Cypsies ^GIn the shadows of old co^Dal kings ^EmAnd in the stories of my ^Cpeople ^GAnd all the^D songs I s^Ging

^DWe sing child, te^Cll me what you're looking^G for ^DIt's written in your Bible ^COr in an old coal compan^Gy store ^DThere's something in the water ^CWhen my lost soul was f^Emound Now it's buried in my bo^Cnes and blood ^DBeneath this holy ground^Em

^EmWell there's wood sm^Coke in my clothes An^Gd a fire up on t^Dhe hill ^EmThere's something in^C the fruit jar ^GYou'll always get your f^Dill ^EmYou can say a sinner's p^Crayer ^GBut it won't come running to ^Dyou ^EmYeah, I'll be in church on Su^Cnday ^GWhite-knuck^Dled on the p^Gews

^DWe sing child, te^Cll me what you're looking^G for ^DIt's written in your Bible ^COr in an old coal compan^Gy store ^DThere's something in the water ^CWhen my lost soul was fo^Emund Now it's buried in my b^Cones and blood ^DBeneath this holy groun^Emd ^{C G D}

We sing H^Emoly ^{C G}Holy ^{D Em}Lord G^Cod ^GAlmight^Dy ^EmHoly ^{C G}Holy ^{D Em}Lord G^Cod ^GAlmight^Dy ^EmHoly ^{C G}Holy ^{D Em}Lord G^Cod ^GAlmight^Dy