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| I've sung everything from hard times to heaven |
| A | E | |
| To the | cold winds that chilled my very | soul |
| & I've sung everything from lonely nights in taverns |
| F# | B7 | |
| To | dime store women on the | troll |
| E | |
| & I've | sung everything from sunshine to sadness |
| A | E | |
| From the | good life to the hells of Bob | McVee |
| Now I sing a different song & tell a different story |
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| 'Cause Jesus sang a | different song to | me |
| CHORUS: |
| & he said he'd meet me_______________ |
| (Meet me in the mornin') |
| In the mornin' |
| (Meet me in the mornin') |
| A | E | |
| In the | sweet still shadows of his | love (of his love) |
| He said he'd meet me_______________ |
| (Meet me in the mornin') |
| In the mornin' |
| (Meet me in the mornin') |
| A | B7 | E | |
| In the | warm soft | goodness of his | love |
| Verse 2: |
| I've read it in the pages of Matthew, Mark & Proverbs |
| Daniel, Revelation, Timothy |
| & the wisdom I discovered from cover to cover |
| Was enough to scare the Devil out of me |
| The words all have reason |
| & they're never out of season |
| They're the sweetest written words you'll ever hear |
| Since I've been readin' Jesus |
| I read a different story |
| 'Cause Jesus, he's been readin' me for years |
| (chorus x2) |
| Coda: |
| E | A | B7 | E | |
| In the | warm soft | goodness of his | love |
| A | B7 | E | |
| Of his | love | ___, of his | love |