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Silver gray hair neatly combed in Gm7placeFm7
There were four genC7eraEtions of lD7ove D/Eon D/Gbher Gm7face
SheFm7 was so wise, no sDm7urprise passed Dbdimher eyes, Cm9 she'd seen it all Eb/F Ab6
I was a child, oh about three or fGm7our Fm7
All day I'd ask C7queEstions at nD7ight D/EI'd D/Gask Gm7 more
Fm7But whenever, shDm7e never, would Dbdimever Cm9 turn me awayEb/F. NoEbdim oh. F
I'd sayAb/Bb how can I be sAb/Bbure what is right or wrong
And Gb/Ab why does what I wanGb/Abt always take so long
Please tell me where does God live and why won't HeB talk to me Db/Eb Eb/F
I'd say,Ab/Bb grandma what is love will I everAb/Eb find out?
Gb/AbWhy are we so poor, Gb/Abwhat is life about
I wanna know the answers Bbefore I fall oDb/Ebff to sleeEb/Fp. Oooh oh Db/Eb Eb/F
She sort of smiled as she tucked me Gm7in, Gbm7 Fm7
Then she pulled up that C7oldE rocking cD7hair D/Eonce D/Gb againGm7.
BFm7ut tonight she Dm7was slightly, rDbdim7emarkablCm9y, different somehEb/Fow Ab6
Slowly she rocked, looking half aGm7sleepFm7
Grandma yawned as she C7strEeched then she sD7tartedD/E toD/Gb speGm7ak
WhatFm7 she told me, wouldDm7 mould me, and Dbdimholds me Cm9 together inside Eb/F Ebdim F
She said aAb/Bbll the things you ask yAb/Bbou will know someday,
But Gb/Ab you have got to live Gb/Ab in a patient way God put us here by fate
And by fBate that means bDb/Ebetter days Eb/F
She said,Ab/Bb child we all moons iAb/Bbn the dark of night
Ain't no Gb/Abmorning gonna come 'Gb/Abtil the time is right
Can't get to better days lest you Bmake it through the Db/Ebnight Eb/F
You gotta make it through the Db/Ebnight, yesEb/F you do.
You can't get to no better days,
Unless you Fm11make it through the nigFht.F G Ab Bb C Eb F Ddim
Oh, you will see those better days
Be Cm7pa - Fm7tient, be E/Gbpa - tGb/Eient, ohDb/Eb baby, bEb/Fe patiDb/Ebent Eb/F
Later that year, at the turn of sGm7prinGbm7g, Fm7
Heaven sent angels C7dowEn and gave D7granD/Edma D/Gbher Gm7wings.
Fm7Now she's flying, and Dm7sliding, and DbdimglidingCm9 in better dEb/Fays Ebdim F
And alAb/Bbthough I'm all grown up,Ab/Bb I still get confused.
I sGb/Abtumble through the dark, gGb/Abetting bumped and bruised,
When the night gets in my way, I could still hear my grBandma say
Db/Eb I can hear her Eb/Fsay. Db/EbI can hEb/Fear her say
You can't get to no better days
Unless you Fm11make it through the night baby F F G Ab Bb C Eb F Ddim7
Oh, you will see those better days,
But you gotta be Fm11patient child, do you hear me yeah, wFellF, G wAbell, BbwelCl EbwelFl wDdimell
You can't get to no better days
Unless you Fm11make it, you got to make it, you got to FmakFe GitAb Bb C Eb F
DdimYou got to make it through the night yeah
Oh grandma, oh grandma
Do you Fm11see me now lady oh oh oh F F G Ab Bb C Eb F Ddim
She used to sit me on her knee, she used to comb my hair
She used to Fm11tell me stories (fade out)
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