Tim McGraw - Words are medicine

For the ^Glight sleeper, the street sweeper, ^CPromise breaker, promise keeper, The ^Dastronaut, the acrobat, The ^Cunderdog who is coming back. Maybe you’re^G hooked On Phonics or Mary Jane; ^CCoca Cola or cocaine. ^DWe’re just a different kind of the same, yeah. ^CSticks and stones can break you.

But words are m^Gedicine, words are med^Cicine. When I’^Dm black and blue, I’m broken and bruised, I h^Cear your voice again. Words are m^Gedicine.

^GThe beautician, the mortician, Th^Ce blinded sided, the night vision, Th^De baptized, the chicken fried, Th^Ce rolled tide, the unforgiven.

For the g^Girl who is lost in romance novels, The ^Cguy who sees through whiskey goggles ^DWe’re just a different kind of the same, yeah. ^CSticks and stones can break you.

But words are m^Gedicine, words are med^Cicine. When I’^Dm black and blue, you're broken and bruised, Just ^Chear my voice again. Words are m^Gedicine.

I^Em do. I will. I believe in you still. I have a ^Cdream. Imagine. A shining city on a hill. I??^D?m sorry. Forgive me. I ^Clove you. I love you.

Words are m^Gedicine. Words are m^Bmedicine. When you’re^D black and blue, you’re broken and bruised, Just h^Cear my voice again: Words are m^Gedicine. Words are med^Cicine. When we’r^De black and blue, we’re broken and bruised, I ^Chear your song , my friend. Words are m^Gedicine. Words are m^Cedicine. Words are m^Gedicine. Words are m^Cediciiiiiiine.