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G Jacob was a dirt poor farm boy, raised at the fork in the road in a
C clapboard house.
_ Rachel was a land baron's
G daughter,
C born with a silver spoon in
G her mouth.
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Her daddy said he wouldn't stand, Rachel would waste her life with a
C common man.
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Bm Am He tried hard to keep them
G apart,
C but you can't draw lines in a young
D girl's heart.
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C So late one night by the hard spoon, Jacob climbed the ladder up to
G Rachel's room.
He threw his plate, it was right inside her.
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C Step by step up to her world, head over heels for a brown eyed girl.
G Getting caught, it didn't seem to matter.
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Am Cause heaven
C was waiting
D at the top of
G Jacob's
D ladder.
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E A It'll be five years September, since her daddy found a ladder and a note on her
D window sill.
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Swore he'd never forgive them, nothing melts a heart
A like a grandchild would.
_ Now she climbs up on his knee, says grandpa tell a story, the one
D about me.
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Bm He thinks back and his
C#m eyes shine,
D says this is a child, once upon
E a time.
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C#m D Late one night by the hard spoon, your daddy climbed the ladder to your
A mom's room.
He knew his place, it was right beside her.
D Step by step up to her world, head over heels for my little girl.
A Here you are, that's all that matters.
Bm Cause heaven
D was waiting
E at the top of
A Jacob's
E ladder.
F#m Oh
Bm an angel was waiting
E at the top of
A Jacob's
E ladder.
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