Joe Nichols - Revelation

Some^Cwhere in Viet^C/Bnam a nineteen ^Amyear old soldier ^Am/Gstumbled from a ^Bbar room He ^Bsaid I must be ^B/Aseeing things, that ^B/Gbourbon hit me ^B/Flike a baseball ^Cbat In ^CBelfast, Ireland^C/B a little ^Amlady dropped a ^Am/Gshovel in her ^Dgarden As she ^Braced across her ^B/Ayard and asked her ^B/Gneighbor Mrs. ^B/FClancy "What was ^Cthat?"

In ^CMemphis, Tennes^C/Bsee a teacher ^Amraised the window ^Am/Gclosest to the ^Briver And the ^Bchildren in her ^B/Aclassroom swore they ^B/Gheard a choir ^B/Fsingin down the ^Cstreet In ^CWashington, D.^C/BC. a private ^Amsecretary's ^Am/Glips began to ^Bquiver And the ^BPresident just ^B/Aput aside some ^B/Gpapers and rose ^B/Fquickly to his ^Cfeet

^DI lay in a ^D/C#cheap motel ^D/Bin the arms of ^D/Asomeone else's ^Cwoman ^CWhen a loud exp^C/Blosion rocked the ^Amroom and turned the ^Am/Gmorning into ^Dnight ^DI jumped out of ^D/C#bed and ran in^D/Bto the street with ^D/Ahardly any ^Cclothes on And ^Cas the sky lit ^C/Bup my heart stood ^Amstill and I could ^Am/Gfeel my face turn ^Dwhite

^GAll at once the ^G/F#clouds rolled back and ^Emthere stood Jesus Christ in all his ^Dglory And I ^Drealized the ^D/C#saddest eyes I'd ^D/Bever seen were ^D/Alookin straight at ^Ame ^{E A}

I ^Cguess I was awa^C/Bkened by the ^Ampenetrating ^Am/Gsound of my own ^Dscreaming It ^Bdidn't take me ^B/Along to stumble ^B/Gout of bed and ^B/Ffall down on my ^Cknees As ^Ctears rolled down my ^C/Bface I cried "Dear ^AmGod I'm thankful ^Am/GI was only ^Ddreaming If ^BI never go to ^B/Ahell Lord it?ll ^B/Gbe because you ^B/Fscared it out of ^Cme