Intro: F C

Verse 1

F
  What Jesus can't fix tonight
C
  The whiskey certainly might
F                                       C
  I must have said the Lord's prayer 65 times
                    Am
And thought of your face
             G
Our infinite grace
           Am
All of the ways to behold you
                     G
Until the tide will I wait

Chorus

C        
  Even an ugly man
G  
  Could kiss your lips
                F
As if they were his to demand of
                         Am         G
Or his to destroy like a lover of a demon

(repeat chorus)


What loving won't fix tonight
The whiskey certainly might
I must have whispered your name 65 times
My lips on your face
In our infinite grace
All of these ways to behold you
Until the tide will I wait
Wait