Intro: F C
Verse 1
F
What Jesus can't fix tonight
C
The whiskey certainly might
F C
I must have said the Lord's prayer 65 times
Am
And thought of your face
G
Our infinite grace
Am
All of the ways to behold you
G
Until the tide will I wait
Chorus
C
Even an ugly man
G
Could kiss your lips
F
As if they were his to demand of
Am G
Or his to destroy like a lover of a demon
(repeat chorus)
What loving won't fix tonight
The whiskey certainly might
I must have whispered your name 65 times
My lips on your face
In our infinite grace
All of these ways to behold you
Until the tide will I wait
Wait
