The Airborne Toxic Event - A certain type of girl

^C When I was a boy My d^Faddy told me, “son Don’t you ev^Cer mess with a certain type of gir^Gl” No, ^CI’ve wished more than twice that I’d take^Fn dad’s advice I wis^Amh it more than any^Gthing in this wo^Crld He gra^Cbbed himself a bottle and he loo^Fked me in the eye And he’d t^Cake a plug and wipe it from his ch^Gin He’d say “s^Con, don’t put much part in those ma^Ftters of the heart” I wis^Amhed I had list^Gened to h^Cim

And te^Fll me oh Jesus! I’m ask^Cing you please Ho^Fw do I make this endless heartache cease^C? Lord, ^FI’d believe in yo^Gu if you’d be^Flieve ^Amin me^C too I j^Fust wa^Gnt a little p^Ceace (Come on now)

^CUs big city boys We don’t t^Fhink about it much It’s all wh^Ciskey, wine, and messing around with d^Grugs All these sec^Crets that we keep Never kno^Fwing where we’ll sleep I g^Amuess I always th^Gought it was eno^Cugh But I’ve got this fee^Cling in my heart These d^Fays of wanting more Some^Cthing to ease this we^Gary head So I gue^Css I thought that girl might re^Fdeem me from this world ^AmLord, I should’ve as^Gked you ins^Ctead

And t^Fell me oh Jesus! I’m d^Cown on my knees I ^Fknow that I’m no long suffering pr^Ciest But I b^Felieve in ^Gyou and could you ^Fbelieve ^Amin me t^Coo ^FI just w^Gant a little p^Ceace Oh ^Flord, I just ne^Ged a little p^Ceace