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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Intro: C E7 Am7 C7 F C Dm7 G
Verse 1:
C E7 Am7 C7
She could say in her voice, in her way that she love me
F C Dm7
With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt, with her hands, with her money
G
I am the thesis of her prayers.
C E7
Her nieces and her nephews are just pieces of the layers,
Am7 C7 F
Only ones she loves as much as me is Jesus Christ and Taylor.
C Dm7
I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma
G
You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma!
C E7
Mine's is hand made, pan fried, sun dried
Am7 C7
Southside, and beat the devil by a landslide.
F C
Praying with her hands tied, president of my fan club,
Dm7 G
Santa, something told me I should bring my butt to church!
Chorus:
C
You gotta move it slow-ly,
E7 Am7
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
C7 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
C Dm7 G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
Bridge:
C E7 Am7 C7
Come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
C E7 Am7 C
You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
Verse 2:
C E7
I come to church for the candy, your peppermints is the truth.
Am7 C7
I'm pessimistic on Monday if I had tweaked and missed you.
F C
You look so good with that hat on, had to match with the shoes,
Dm7 G
Came and dressed in the satin, I came and sat in your pew.
C E7
I come to Christmas for dinner, fifty rolls on my plate
Am7 C7
Hella holes in my stocking holding your pockets in place.
F C
I like my love with a budget, I like my hugs with a scent
Dm7 G
You smell like, light, gas, water, electricity, rent
C E7
You sound like why the gospel choir got so tired
Am7 C7
And his praise is daily basis so I gotta try it.
F C
You're my dream catcher, dream team, team captain
Dm7 G
Matter fact, I ain't seen you in a minute, lemme take my butt to church!
Bridge:
C E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
Am7 C7
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
C E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
Am7 C
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain.
Chorus:
C
You gotta move it slow-ly,
E7 Am7
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
C7 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
C Dm7 G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
C
Slow-ly,
E7 Am7
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
C7 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
C Dm7 G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
Bridge:
C E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
Am7 C7
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain.
C E7 Am7 C7
You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
C
Verse 1:
C E7 Am7 C7
She could say in her voice, in her way that she love me
F C Dm7
With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt, with her hands, with her money
G
I am the thesis of her prayers.
C E7
Her nieces and her nephews are just pieces of the layers,
Am7 C7 F
Only ones she loves as much as me is Jesus Christ and Taylor.
C Dm7
I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma
G
You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma!
C E7
Mine's is hand made, pan fried, sun dried
Am7 C7
Southside, and beat the devil by a landslide.
F C
Praying with her hands tied, president of my fan club,
Dm7 G
Santa, something told me I should bring my butt to church!
Chorus:
C
You gotta move it slow-ly,
E7 Am7
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
C7 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
C Dm7 G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
Bridge:
C E7 Am7 C7
Come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
C E7 Am7 C
You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
Verse 2:
C E7
I come to church for the candy, your peppermints is the truth.
Am7 C7
I'm pessimistic on Monday if I had tweaked and missed you.
F C
You look so good with that hat on, had to match with the shoes,
Dm7 G
Came and dressed in the satin, I came and sat in your pew.
C E7
I come to Christmas for dinner, fifty rolls on my plate
Am7 C7
Hella holes in my stocking holding your pockets in place.
F C
I like my love with a budget, I like my hugs with a scent
Dm7 G
You smell like, light, gas, water, electricity, rent
C E7
You sound like why the gospel choir got so tired
Am7 C7
And his praise is daily basis so I gotta try it.
F C
You're my dream catcher, dream team, team captain
Dm7 G
Matter fact, I ain't seen you in a minute, lemme take my butt to church!
Bridge:
C E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
Am7 C7
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
C E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
Am7 C
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain.
Chorus:
C
You gotta move it slow-ly,
E7 Am7
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
C7 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
C Dm7 G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
C
Slow-ly,
E7 Am7
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
C7 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
C Dm7 G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.
Bridge:
C E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
Am7 C7
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain.
C E7 Am7 C7
You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain
F C Dm7 G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
C
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