Your Hand

        G              D
Well my momma raised a scrapper
       A              Bm7
and my daddy raised a fool
        G                 D
But I'd straighten out my arrow
      A                  Bm7
If it meant I could have you
       G              D
And my cigarettes are flushed
        A                   Bm7
And the booze is all poured out
      G               D
But I need you to say yes
         A             Bm7
Cus I'm Jonesin' about now

G D A Bm7 x2


[Verse]
      G                 D
And I took you out that night
     A               Bm7
When I'd just turned 22
        G               D
And you didn't mind the fact
             A                  Bm7
That I could not buy dinner for you
        G                D
And you sat down in that gravel
        A                Bm7
And you looked up at the stars
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        G                     D   
And you said that you thought God 
         A              Bm7
put us exactly where we are

G D A Bm7


[Chorus]
          G             D
Cus I'm exactly where I need to be
A                 Bm7
Right inside your company
  G                D
I never thought I'd be the man
    A              Bm7
To fight the devil for your hand

G D A Bm7
          G    D A Bm7
For your hand


[Verse]
       G           D
I'd go 90 down the highway
       A                Bm7
In the sideways pouring rain
      G                  D
If it meant that I could take back
        A             Bm7
Just an ounce of your pain
      G                 D
And I know I'm about as worthless
       A             Bm7
As the dust upon the clouds
              G            D
But there's a way you give purpose
   A               Bm7
To everyone you're around

G D A Bm7


[Chorus]
          G             D
Cus I'm exactly where I need to be
A                 Bm7
Right inside your company
  G                D
I never thought I'd be the man
    A              Bm7
To fight the devil for your hand

G D A Bm7
          G    D A Bm7
For your hand


        G              D
Well my momma raised a scrapper
       A              Bm7
and my daddy raised a fool
        G                 D
But I'd straighten out my arrow
      A                  Bm7
If it meant I could have you