May God Protect Your Home Chords

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A♯I'm tired of bCoys who fight with gFirls and stain their sA♯heets,

A♯And girls wCho tell stories of bFoys and graze their kA♯nees,

A♯And where did you gCet to smell so sFweet,

 Is that sweetness for mA♯e,

A♯And where did I fCind these eyes that I fFound,

 They will surely let me dA♯own.

 And your hA♯air stops short of a lFine which starts at your nGmeck,

 And flows over your cDollarbone down to your bEmreast,

 Where my hFand lies ever so gA♯ently.

 And my hA♯and starts to move down your sFtomach and in between those tGmhighs,

 To a sDoft warm place I call hEmome and may gFod protect your hA♯ome.

A♯There's a lady who cCries and builds a shFrine to her miscarried cA♯hild,

A♯And a small boy who cCries and cries and cFries and cries and cA♯ries.

A♯I see these sCights with the sleepiest eFyes and a heart so coA♯ntentedly wise and tired,

A♯And now I bathe in the lCight of the most beautiful hFeavenly angel this sA♯ide of the sun.

 And your hA♯air stops short of a lFine which starts at your nGmeck,

 And flows over your cDollarbone down to your bEmreast,

 Where my hFand lies ever so gA♯ently.

 And my hA♯and starts to move down your sFtomach and in between those tGmhighs,

 To a sDoft warm place I call hEmome and may gFod protect your hA♯ome.

JD