The Devil And The Cross

G D Em C

G                         Em
I remember Daddy held the Bible like a gun
C                                               D
Back when I was a Pentecostal Gospel preacher’s son
      G                          Em
And I still can see the fire and brimstone in his eyes
C
When he preached to people in a tent
                  D
Repent before you die
Em                              C                 D
Me I’d sneak out back with some saintly southern girl
Em                          C            D
And there I’d teach her the ways of this world

        G                          D
Well, I guess I was a way too wild to be the child of a preacher man
Em                              C          D
With one foot on solid rock and one on the sinking sand
 G                         D
Just like the Prodigal son I guess I got way too lost
Em                              C     D         G
Living somewhere in between the devil and the cross

G                                    Em
I was Daddy’s worst nightmare by the time I turned eighteen
C                                                 D
Baptized in a whiskey river on the streets of New Orleans
      G                                        Em
Well, the demons, drugs, and rock n’ roll they seemed to cloud my mind
C                                        D
And women were a weakness for weeks at a time
Em                              C                D
I learned the hard way what you reap is what you sow
Em                             C              D
So, in silent desperation, one night I headed home

        G                          D
Yeah, I guess I was a way too wild to be the child of a preacher man
Em                              C          D
With one foot on solid rock and one on the sinking sand
 G                         D
Just like the Prodigal son I guess I got way too lost
Em                              C     D         G
Living somewhere in between the devil and the cross

C
Daddy did more than talk the talk
Em
He walked the walk in life
D                                C               D
He loved me and forgave me when I came home that night
               C                         Em
He said, “Son, don’t ever be ashamed for God forgives the lost.
   D                                 C             D
We all live somewhere in between the devil and the cross.”

        G                          D
Lord, I guess I was a way too wild to be the child of a preacher man
Em                              C          D
With one foot on solid rock and one on the sinking sand
 G                         D
Just like the Prodigal son I guess I got way too lost
Em                              C     D         G
Living somewhere in between the devil and the cross
      D               Em  C  D
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
      G              D
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
      Em       C   D G
I got way too lost

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