William Elliott Whitmore - One mans shame

^CmDon't alter my altar, don't desecrate my shrine My church is the w^Fater and my home is underneath the sh^Cmady pines ^CmDon't underestimate the spine in a poor man's back when it's against the w^Gall and his future's bl^Cmack

One man's st^Fory is another man's sh^Cmame I ain't bound for gl^Fory, I'm bound for flam^Cmes Take to the woods ^Fboy, and cover up your ^Cmtracks Go aw^Fay child, go away ch^Gild and don't look back^Cm

^CmSad is the lullaby from a mother's heart and soul when she knows her c^Fhild has strayed from the f^Cmold ^CmThe parish will perish by death's cruel hand and finish the j^Gob that fate began ^{Cm Cm}And all that static in the attic, that's just an old drunk ghost His chains are r^Fattlin' but his end is clos^Cme ^CmAin't no hell below, ain't no heaven above I came for the dr^Ginks but I stayed for the lov^Cme

One man's st^Fory is another man's sh^Cmame I ain't bound for gl^Fory, I'm bound for flam^Cmes Take to the woods ^Fboy, and cover up your ^Cmtracks Go aw^Fay child, go away ch^Gild and don't look back^Cm

^CmDon't alter my altar, don't desecrate my shrine My church is the w^Fater and my home is underneath the sh^Cmady pines ^CmDon't underestimate the spine in a poor man's back when it's against the w^Gall and his future's bl^Cmack

One man's st^Fory is another man's sh^Cmame I ain't bound for gl^Fory, I'm bound for flam^Cmes Take to the woods ^Fboy, and cover up your ^Cmtracks Go aw^Fay child, go away ch^Gild and don't look back^Cm

Take to the woods ^Fboy, and cover up your ^Cmtracks Go aw^Fay child, go away ch^Gild and don't look back^Cm Go aw^Fay child, go away ch^Gild and don't look back^Cm