The Oak Ridge Boys - Come on in

^AmI dreamed I was dying in ^CTexas I ^Amclosed my eyes and I ^Csigned

Like a ^Amblack and white movie I ^Csaw my days ^FPlaying out before my ^Ameyes

I was ^Ccrippled by a life of in^Amjustice I was ^Cbent from walking into the ^Amwind

I pled ^Cguilty on a day of ^Amjudgment God just ^Fshook my hand and ^G7grinned

And He said ^Ccome ^G7on ^Fin You ^Cdid the ^Ambest that ^G7you could ^Fdo

There's a ^Amlittle bit of ^G7right in ^Fevery wrong There's a ^Clittle bit of ^G7me in ^Fyou

^AmSister I know that you're ^Cweary You've been ^Amslaving in the sun all ^Cday

The ^Amburn of life in your ^Cbelly ^FSorrow in your heart of ^Amclay

Your ^Chusband was a man of ^Ampassion Passion ^Cstole your husband ^Amaway

And your ^Cson gave their life for ^Amyour freedom But you ^Ffeel like a prisoner any^G7way

Sister ^Ccome ^G7on ^Fin You ^Cdid the ^Ambest that ^G7you could ^Fdo

There's a ^Amlittle bit of ^G7right in ^Fevery wrong There's a ^Clittle bit of ^G7me in ^Fyou

I ^Amleft my home and my ^Cfamily With my ^Amshoes in the dust of this ^Cland

I ^Amfound a job and a ^Cwoman But n^Fothing went the way I ^Amplanned

I was ^Cambushed by my own good ^Amintentions Used ^Cup every dollar I ^Amearned

So I went ^Cback to the home of my ^Amfather Said your ^CAmerican son has re^Amturned

Dad your ^FAmerican son has re^G7turned

He said ^Ccome ^G7on ^Fin You ^Cdid the ^Ambest that ^G7you could ^Fdo

There's a ^Amlittle bit of ^G7right in ^Fevery wrong There's a ^Clittle bit of ^G7me in ^Fyou

He said ^Ccome ^G7on ^Fin You ^Cdid the ^Ambest that ^G7you could ^Fdo

There's a ^Amlittle bit of ^G7right in ^Fevery wrong There's a ^Clittle bit of ^G7me in ^Fyou

He said ^Ccome ^G7on ^Fin You ^Cdid the ^Ambest that ^G7you could ^Fdo

There's a ^Amlittle bit of ^G7right in ^Fevery wrong There's a ^Clittle bit of ^G7me in ^Fyou