C She said she felt an aching,Em Am C G And went to lay down and died in her room, alone.C He said he tried to wake her,Em Am Oh, how he tried, but she didn't moveC G And he was in the T.V. room.C C C C Am G Maybe on that day he loved her more than his own lifeC C C C Am G And maybe on that day he wished it was he who could have diedAm Em Am Maybe on that day he felt his body disappear into the spaceC G C Next to her on the bed.C Em Greg grew up under his dad's handAm C G Pushing tractors, pushing snuff into his face out in the field,C Em But the doctors said his gut just wasn't fixable right nowAm C G And anyway, a country man can't pay those city bills.C C C C Am G Well my uncle and aunt...they put him up in a hospital room.C C C C Am G And I remember they spent every night there in that hospital roomAm Em One day he said "Daddy, I see God, but I just ain't ready to go.Am C G C But Grampa's at my shoulder, and he swears I'm not alone." Instrumental bit:C Am G C Am G Am Em Am C G CC Em Am C G C Well on that day, I saw my uncle cry for his dead son.C Em Am We were all left alone, without a flag and gun saluteC G And I held my sister's hand as we sat silent in the pew.C C C C Am G Oh Katie, Katie, Katie, you spoke beautifully that day,Em And I'm sure you know that firm handshake G C (once) Meant more than he could ever ever say.
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