Chords for Where We'll Never Grow Old - Debra Fotheringham - Lower Lights
Tempo:
146.5 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [C]
[D]
[C] [F] [C]
I have heard of a land [F] on the faraway [C]
strand.
It is a beautiful home of the [G] soul,
[C] built by Jesus on high,
where [F] we never [C] shall die.
It is a land where [G] we never [C] grow old.
Never grow old.
[F] Never [C] grow old.
It is a land where we never [G] grow old.
[C] Oh, never grow old.
[F] Never [C] grow old.
It is a land where we [G] never grow [C] old.
In that beautiful way, [F] where we'll never [C] grow old,
we shall meet in a sweet by [G] and by.
[C] Happy praise to the King, through [F]
[C] eternity's sweet,
it is a land where [G] we'll never [C] grow old.
[F] I'm sorry Ruth.
[C]
[D]
It wasn't your [C] fault.
Or God's will.
[F] I'll figure [C] a way out.
I'm fine, Mr.
Bohannon.
[G]
[C] The only thing more satisfying than shooting [F] Mr.
Snow
[C]
was the moment you told me he was [G] dead.
[C]
It is a land where [G] we'll never grow old.
[N]
[D]
[C] [F] [C]
I have heard of a land [F] on the faraway [C]
strand.
It is a beautiful home of the [G] soul,
[C] built by Jesus on high,
where [F] we never [C] shall die.
It is a land where [G] we never [C] grow old.
Never grow old.
[F] Never [C] grow old.
It is a land where we never [G] grow old.
[C] Oh, never grow old.
[F] Never [C] grow old.
It is a land where we [G] never grow [C] old.
In that beautiful way, [F] where we'll never [C] grow old,
we shall meet in a sweet by [G] and by.
[C] Happy praise to the King, through [F]
[C] eternity's sweet,
it is a land where [G] we'll never [C] grow old.
[F] I'm sorry Ruth.
[C]
[D]
It wasn't your [C] fault.
Or God's will.
[F] I'll figure [C] a way out.
I'm fine, Mr.
Bohannon.
[G]
[C] The only thing more satisfying than shooting [F] Mr.
Snow
[C]
was the moment you told me he was [G] dead.
[C]
It is a land where [G] we'll never grow old.
[N]
Key:
C
F
G
D
C
F
G
D
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
I have heard of a land [F] on the _ faraway _ [C]
strand.
It is a beautiful _ home of the [G] soul, _ _ _ _
_ [C] built by Jesus on high,
where [F] we never _ [C] shall die.
It is a land where [G] we never _ [C] grow old. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Never grow _ old.
[F] _ Never [C] grow old.
_ It is a land where we never [G] grow _ old. _
_ _ [C] Oh, _ never grow _ old.
[F] _ Never [C] grow old.
It is a land where we [G] never grow [C] _ _ old.
_ _ _ In that _ beautiful _ way, [F] where we'll never _ [C] grow old,
we shall meet in a sweet by [G] and by.
_ _ _ _ [C] _ Happy praise to the King, through [F] _ _
_ [C] eternity's sweet,
it is a land where [G] we'll never [C] grow _ old. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] I'm sorry Ruth.
_ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D]
It wasn't your [C] fault. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Or God's will.
_ _ [F] _ _ I'll figure [C] a way out.
_ _ _ _ I'm fine, Mr.
Bohannon.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] The only thing more satisfying than shooting [F] Mr.
Snow
_ _ [C] _
_ was the moment you told me he was [G] dead.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
It is a land where [G] we'll never grow old.
_ _ _ [N] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
I have heard of a land [F] on the _ faraway _ [C]
strand.
It is a beautiful _ home of the [G] soul, _ _ _ _
_ [C] built by Jesus on high,
where [F] we never _ [C] shall die.
It is a land where [G] we never _ [C] grow old. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Never grow _ old.
[F] _ Never [C] grow old.
_ It is a land where we never [G] grow _ old. _
_ _ [C] Oh, _ never grow _ old.
[F] _ Never [C] grow old.
It is a land where we [G] never grow [C] _ _ old.
_ _ _ In that _ beautiful _ way, [F] where we'll never _ [C] grow old,
we shall meet in a sweet by [G] and by.
_ _ _ _ [C] _ Happy praise to the King, through [F] _ _
_ [C] eternity's sweet,
it is a land where [G] we'll never [C] grow _ old. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] I'm sorry Ruth.
_ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D]
It wasn't your [C] fault. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Or God's will.
_ _ [F] _ _ I'll figure [C] a way out.
_ _ _ _ I'm fine, Mr.
Bohannon.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] The only thing more satisfying than shooting [F] Mr.
Snow
_ _ [C] _
_ was the moment you told me he was [G] dead.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
It is a land where [G] we'll never grow old.
_ _ _ [N] _