"CHRISTMAS IN THE COUNTRY" ~ Gaither Homecoming Friends Chords
Tempo:
105.9 bpm
Chords used:
F#
C#
G#
B
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A#m] [G#m] [F#] Though there's nothing quite [B] like Christmas [F#] in the country.
The simple joy [C#] of family by [F#] the fire,
The arrows [B] ringing out across [F#] the valley,
[G#] From neighbors that make up the [C#] village choir.
[G#m] [C#m] Oh, the [F#] joy of Christmas [B] in the country,
[A] [G#] The love and warmth and gentle [C#] memory,
[F#] And knowing that [B] the simple old [F#] love story
Is [G#] waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me.
[G#] [D#m]
[Fm] [C] [C#] Smell the [F#] fudge and apples [C#] from the kitchen,
The bubble lights [G#] that flicker [C#] on the tree,
The whispered sounds [F#] of secrets [C#] from the children,
[F#] Embrace and call [C#] back home [G#] the [C#] light to [D#m] [C#] me.
[D#m] [C#] [F#] There's nothing quite [B] like Christmas [F#] in the country,
The silent snow [C#] is falling on [F#] the barn,
And children press [B] their noses [F#] through the window,
[G#] As winter turns to magic the [C#] old barn.
[G#m] [C#m] That's the [F#] joy of Christmas [B] in the country,
The [D#] [G#] love and warmth and gentle [C#] memory,
[F#] And knowing that [B] the simple [F#] old love story
Is [F#] [G#] waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me.
[G#] [D#m]
[Fm] The [D#m] [C#] laughter stops [F#] as dad picks up [C#] the Bible,
It falls from heaven [G#] open to Luke [C#] chapter 2,
And none of us [F#] will ever [A#m] tire of [C#] hearing,
[F#] That children here [C#] is half [G#] your [C#] kingdom,
[D#m] [C#]
[D#m] Children, [C#] [F#] [B]
[F#] shepherds watch and hear,
The bloods that die [C#] upon the [F#] lowly hill,
And with this well [B]-worn voice he tells [F#] the story,
[G#] How God loved us once and loves [C#] us here.
[D#m] [C#m] Oh, the joy [F#] of Christmas in [B] the country,
[G#] The love and warmth and gentle memory,
[C#] And [F#] knowing that [B] the simple old [F#] love story
Is [G#] waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me.
[G#] It's waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me.
[N]
The simple joy [C#] of family by [F#] the fire,
The arrows [B] ringing out across [F#] the valley,
[G#] From neighbors that make up the [C#] village choir.
[G#m] [C#m] Oh, the [F#] joy of Christmas [B] in the country,
[A] [G#] The love and warmth and gentle [C#] memory,
[F#] And knowing that [B] the simple old [F#] love story
Is [G#] waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me.
[G#] [D#m]
[Fm] [C] [C#] Smell the [F#] fudge and apples [C#] from the kitchen,
The bubble lights [G#] that flicker [C#] on the tree,
The whispered sounds [F#] of secrets [C#] from the children,
[F#] Embrace and call [C#] back home [G#] the [C#] light to [D#m] [C#] me.
[D#m] [C#] [F#] There's nothing quite [B] like Christmas [F#] in the country,
The silent snow [C#] is falling on [F#] the barn,
And children press [B] their noses [F#] through the window,
[G#] As winter turns to magic the [C#] old barn.
[G#m] [C#m] That's the [F#] joy of Christmas [B] in the country,
The [D#] [G#] love and warmth and gentle [C#] memory,
[F#] And knowing that [B] the simple [F#] old love story
Is [F#] [G#] waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me.
[G#] [D#m]
[Fm] The [D#m] [C#] laughter stops [F#] as dad picks up [C#] the Bible,
It falls from heaven [G#] open to Luke [C#] chapter 2,
And none of us [F#] will ever [A#m] tire of [C#] hearing,
[F#] That children here [C#] is half [G#] your [C#] kingdom,
[D#m] [C#]
[D#m] Children, [C#] [F#] [B]
[F#] shepherds watch and hear,
The bloods that die [C#] upon the [F#] lowly hill,
And with this well [B]-worn voice he tells [F#] the story,
[G#] How God loved us once and loves [C#] us here.
[D#m] [C#m] Oh, the joy [F#] of Christmas in [B] the country,
[G#] The love and warmth and gentle memory,
[C#] And [F#] knowing that [B] the simple old [F#] love story
Is [G#] waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me.
[G#] It's waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me.
[N]
Key:
F#
C#
G#
B
D#m
F#
C#
G#
[A#m] _ [G#m] [F#] Though there's nothing quite [B] like Christmas _ [F#] in the _ country. _ _
_ The simple joy [C#] of family by [F#] the _ fire, _ _
_ _ The arrows [B] ringing out across [F#] the valley, _ _ _
_ [G#] From neighbors that make up the [C#] village choir. _ _ _ _
_ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ Oh, the [F#] joy of Christmas _ [B] in the country, _ _ _
_ [A] [G#] The love and warmth and gentle _ [C#] memory, _ _ _ _
_ [F#] And knowing that [B] the simple old [F#] love story
Is _ _ [G#] waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me.
[G#] _ [D#m] _
[Fm] _ [C] _ [C#] _ Smell the [F#] fudge and apples _ [C#] from the kitchen, _ _ _ _
_ The bubble lights [G#] that flicker [C#] on the tree, _ _ _
_ The whispered sounds [F#] of secrets [C#] from the children, _ _
_ _ [F#] _ Embrace and call [C#] back home [G#] the [C#] light to _ _ [D#m] [C#] me. _
[D#m] _ [C#] [F#] There's nothing quite [B] like Christmas _ [F#] in the country, _ _ _
_ _ The silent snow [C#] is falling on [F#] the _ barn, _ _
_ And children press [B] their noses [F#] through the window, _ _ _
_ [G#] As winter turns to magic the [C#] old barn. _ _ _
_ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ That's the [F#] joy of Christmas _ [B] in the country,
_ The _ [D#] _ [G#] love and warmth and gentle _ [C#] memory, _ _ _ _
_ [F#] And knowing that [B] the simple _ [F#] old love story _
Is [F#] _ [G#] _ waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me.
_ [G#] _ [D#m]
[Fm] The [D#m] _ [C#] _ laughter stops [F#] as dad picks up [C#] the _ Bible, _ _
_ It falls from heaven [G#] open to Luke [C#] chapter 2, _ _ _
_ And none of us [F#] will ever [A#m] tire of [C#] hearing, _ _ _
_ [F#] That children here [C#] is half [G#] your [C#] kingdom,
_ _ [D#m] _ [C#] _
[D#m] Children, [C#] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ [F#] shepherds watch and hear, _ _
_ The bloods that die [C#] upon the [F#] lowly hill, _ _ _ _
_ And with this well [B]-worn voice he tells [F#] the story, _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] How God loved us once and loves [C#] us _ _ here. _
_ [D#m] _ [C#m] _ Oh, the joy [F#] of Christmas in [B] the country, _ _ _
_ [G#] The love and warmth and gentle memory,
[C#] _ _ _ _ And _ _ [F#] knowing that [B] the simple old [F#] love story _ _
Is _ [G#] waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me. _ _ _
_ [G#] It's waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ The simple joy [C#] of family by [F#] the _ fire, _ _
_ _ The arrows [B] ringing out across [F#] the valley, _ _ _
_ [G#] From neighbors that make up the [C#] village choir. _ _ _ _
_ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ Oh, the [F#] joy of Christmas _ [B] in the country, _ _ _
_ [A] [G#] The love and warmth and gentle _ [C#] memory, _ _ _ _
_ [F#] And knowing that [B] the simple old [F#] love story
Is _ _ [G#] waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me.
[G#] _ [D#m] _
[Fm] _ [C] _ [C#] _ Smell the [F#] fudge and apples _ [C#] from the kitchen, _ _ _ _
_ The bubble lights [G#] that flicker [C#] on the tree, _ _ _
_ The whispered sounds [F#] of secrets [C#] from the children, _ _
_ _ [F#] _ Embrace and call [C#] back home [G#] the [C#] light to _ _ [D#m] [C#] me. _
[D#m] _ [C#] [F#] There's nothing quite [B] like Christmas _ [F#] in the country, _ _ _
_ _ The silent snow [C#] is falling on [F#] the _ barn, _ _
_ And children press [B] their noses [F#] through the window, _ _ _
_ [G#] As winter turns to magic the [C#] old barn. _ _ _
_ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ That's the [F#] joy of Christmas _ [B] in the country,
_ The _ [D#] _ [G#] love and warmth and gentle _ [C#] memory, _ _ _ _
_ [F#] And knowing that [B] the simple _ [F#] old love story _
Is [F#] _ [G#] _ waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me.
_ [G#] _ [D#m]
[Fm] The [D#m] _ [C#] _ laughter stops [F#] as dad picks up [C#] the _ Bible, _ _
_ It falls from heaven [G#] open to Luke [C#] chapter 2, _ _ _
_ And none of us [F#] will ever [A#m] tire of [C#] hearing, _ _ _
_ [F#] That children here [C#] is half [G#] your [C#] kingdom,
_ _ [D#m] _ [C#] _
[D#m] Children, [C#] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ [F#] shepherds watch and hear, _ _
_ The bloods that die [C#] upon the [F#] lowly hill, _ _ _ _
_ And with this well [B]-worn voice he tells [F#] the story, _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#] How God loved us once and loves [C#] us _ _ here. _
_ [D#m] _ [C#m] _ Oh, the joy [F#] of Christmas in [B] the country, _ _ _
_ [G#] The love and warmth and gentle memory,
[C#] _ _ _ _ And _ _ [F#] knowing that [B] the simple old [F#] love story _ _
Is _ [G#] waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me. _ _ _
_ [G#] It's waiting in [C#] the country just [F#] for me. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _