Tonalité : E major
Intro 1
E
B
E
Verse 1
E
B
It was Christmas Eve
F#sus4
E
A
the night your poor Ma died,
And I reckoned she prayed all of her life
E
that she could raise you to be 21
B
And then you never moved into town,
E
boy, we just kept on living out here
B
Em
E
Oh, and life's been good and bad, son,
A
for the past twenty -one years.
you were a little fella,
E
and I used to take my boy to church.
A
E
And when you sang the Christmas carols
E
oh, it gave Daddy's heart a jerk.
G
E
A
Why, you sounded a lot like a little angel,
E
B
boy, and a papa you sure looked sweet,
even though your little ragged britches
B
A
skinny little knees.
Oh, and it made your papa proud, boy,
B
E
and it filled my old heart
Preacher'd step down and
he'd pat your head
My, my, got yourself a fine little boy.
A
Well, maybe my life down here's about over,
E
boy.
Maybe my days on earth's
Maybe now I'll see your mama
Outro 1
a happy birthday, son.
A
E
B
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