Slobberbone - Trust Jesus
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Band name | Slobberbone |
Song name | Trust Jesus |
Tab type | Chords |
Added | 06/29/2008 |
Size | 1.69 kb |
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Trust Jesus By Brent Best From Slobberbone's "Everything You Thought Was Right Was Wrong Today" (G) A traveling (D) salesman, the (Em) road was his (C) life as he (G) Carved a (D) path through all the (Em) struggle and the (C) strife of this (G) Great big (D) nation (Em) falling to it's knees Oh (C) Lord please give us the (D) strength (G) The World Book was his (D) trade but (Em) paint was his (C) tool (G) A Chrysler his (D) engine but the (Em) Good Book his (C) fuel (G) Concrete his (D) canvas, his (Em) message was simple And at the (C) start of every day he would (D) pray: (C) Lord, I'm (G) only (D) just one (C) man (C) Lord, I've (G) only (D)got two (C) hands (C) Lord, I'll (G) do the (D) best I (C) can(D) San Diego to Boston and all points between From Brownsville, Texas up to Canada in the spring From the Great Smoky Mountains to the Bitteroot Range It's all the same Some'd say he's a messenger and some would say a sage Some would say a vandal but I guess it's hard to guage Travel any highway in this land and you can probably catch his track But you won't ever catch him in the act Lord, I'm only just one man Lord, I've only got two hands Lord, I'll do the best I can Now one day this world is gonna curl up and burst It's gonna choke on it's own tongue and die of it's own thirst Until that day comes our roads will always be long But he's left signposts to guide us along On overpass columns from Mexico to Maine The color may vary but the message doesn't change He knows he's not judged by his works, he does it just the same And at the start of every day he would pray: Lord, I'm only just one man Lord, I've only got two hands Lord, I'll do the best I can Lord, help me help them to understand