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DPreacher gave it to him when Bmhe was eight,
That Sunday morning F#mhe got saved in that little Gchurch
DGrandaddy totted it to BmBible school
I bet back then it F#mlooked brand new,
not a faded Gword, now the Emcover's torn
and the Gleather's worn on that DOld King James
He Bmtook it with him overseas
F#mEngland, France and Germany
GRight there in the middle of Dhell
BmSaid he read it every night
He F#mswore that it saved his life
His Emonly hope when there was no hope Aleft
Was in that GOld AKing DJames
DBmG
DPassed it down to Momma on the Bmday he died
Sat there for the F#mlongest time just gathering the Gdust
But when Dlife would take a sharp turn every Bmnow and then
And she would just start F#mmissing him, I'd see her pick it Gup
Now the Emcover's torn
and the Gleather's worn on that DOld King James
You'll Bmfind on every other page
F#mYellow lines or tear drop stains
GEvery chapter of that good Dbook
Been through Bmcancer, war and crazy kids
F#mAll the stupid things I did
EmI may never know the toll I Atook on her
And that GOld AKing DJames
DBmGDABmF#mGDA
DYeah I'm the one who's Bmgot it now
She said read it when you're F#mfeeling down
And I said, "Yes Ma'Gam"
Now the Emcover's torn
And the Gleather's worn on that DOld King James
BmG
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