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Dear [Am]Me This is a [F]letter to the [C]girl I used to [G]be
Dear [Am]Me There are [F]some things that you should [C]know [G]
[Am]It's not my in [F]tention to em [C]barrass or to [G]shame you
What's in [Am]side the rear-view [F]mirror is clo [C]ser than it app [G]ears
We [Am]do the best that [F]we know how, with [C]what we have been [G]given
And the [Am]difference between [F]you and I is, [C]I've been given [G]time
In [Am]time, [F]...you'll [C]see [G]
Dear [Am]Me This is a [F]letter to the [C]girl I used to [G]be
Some [Am]things are not as [F]simple as we [C]said [G]
Re [Am]member when we [F]thought there were a [C]handful of some [G]magic words to [Am]pray
A guaran [F]tee and a down [C]payment on a [G]mansion
Rem [Am]ember all the [F]rules we made a [C]bout the Body [G]and the Blood
The [Am]hoops we made them [F]jump through Though He [C]offers it to [G]everyone
[Am]..I'm [F]so [C]sorry [G]
Do [Am]you remember [F]now the things I [C]said I thought that [G]I deserved
My [Am]flag, and safety, a [F]place to learn The [C]things I know [G]I didn't earn
And [Am]bless their hearts, [F]I'm sure it's hard But [C]handouts don't help [G]anyone
And [Am]all the talk a [F]bout the system [C]I sure hope [G]someone can fix [Am]them
[F]I said [C]those things [G]
Dear [Bm]Me This is a [G]letter to the [D]girl I used to [A]be
You'll [Bm]see, you're gonna [G]take the long [D]way [A]
And [Bm]there is nothing [G]you could do or [D]say to separate [A]you
From the [Bm]love of God who [G]made you just e [D]xactly as He [A]meant to
And [Bm]you cannot i [G]magine all the [D]places you'll see [A]Jesus
But you'll [Bm]find Him every [G]where you thought He [D]wasn't supposed to [A]go
So, [Bm]go, [G] [D]go [A]
And [D]hold all the mothers, whose [Em]babies bleed from bullet holes
And [D]feel all the hunger, the [G]bellies, and the bones
[Bm]Shout for the prisoner, [Em]cry for justice, loud and long
[G]And march with the victims, as Jesus marches on
And [D]sit at all the tables, 'cause [Em]Jesus eats with everyone
And [D]dance to the music, if [G]you can't sing its native tongue
And [Bm]cry for the wombs, the [Em]mothers and the empty arms
And [G]hold high the warriors, fighting now for freedoms' song
And [D]love, love, love, love [Em]Like it's your own blood
And [D]love, love, love, love [G]As you have been loved
[Bm]Love, love, love, love [Em]Like it's your own blood
[G]Love, love, love, love As you have been loved
[D]Love, love, love, love, [Em]love Like (you have been?)
[D]Love, love, love, love, [G]love It's all about love!
[Bm]Love, love, love, love, [Em]love His name is love
[G]Love, love, love, love, love
Dear [Bm]Me You did not [G]learn this in a [D]day or two or [A]three
[Bm]So ask a [G]lot of ques [D]tions [A]
But [Bm]Jesus [G]loves us, [D]this I [A]know
[Bm]And there are [G]no ex [D]ceptions
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