A Father's Blessing Free Chords PDF (Benjamin William Hastings)
A Father's Blessing Free Chords PDF (Benjamin William Hastings)
A Father's Blessing
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Download the free PDF Chord Charts for A Father's Blessing by Benjamin William Hastings, from the album Benjamin William Hastings.
| SongID | 77795 |
|---|---|
| Language | English |
| Album | Benjamin William Hastings |
| Artists | Benjamin William Hastings |
| Authors | Joel Houston, Dylan Thomas, Benjamin Hastings |
| Publishers | Hillsong Music |
| CCLI Song No. | 7186374 |
| Instruments | Guitar, Ukelele, Piano |
| File Type | |
| Original Key | F |
| Available Keys | D, F, Numbers |
| Meter | 4/4 |
| Tempo | Slow |
| Theme | Blessing, Father, Journey, Love |
Lyrics
Verse 1
Look at ya kid, Your growing up quick and I can’t seem to tell you to slow
But there’ll soon come a day and it scares me to death
When you tell me you’re ready to go
You’re as quick as a whip with your hands on your hips
Only eyes that could rival your mums
And so proudly I’ll watch You make the world better off
So my prayer is wherever you go
Chorus 1
May the road rise up to meet you, may the wind blow where you lead
May the sun shine on your face while the rain falls on your fields
May the world lie down before you, may you be all you can be
But may all those roads you roam wind home to me
Verse 2
And I’ll be at your games 'cause my folks did the same
And I’ll pour your first glass of Bordeaux
Watch me ruin your palate for anything else
So in your youth you can’t afford to get drunk
And oh, there’s lips to be kissed and there’s ones to missed
And you won’t keep my 2 cents for long
So you’ll make your mistakes like your ma an da did
Until one day you stumble on love
Chorus 2
May the Lord be kind and keep you, may the devil fear your reach
May your pockets fill with gold and yet your heart be void of greed
May the darkness bow before you, may you find the light you seek
May all those roads you roam wind home to me
Verse 3
Listen up kid , I love you to bits and I wish life would learn to be slow
But there’ll soon come a day and God, I hope I’m well aged
When I tell you it’s my turn to go
And death’s cruel I’ll admit but mourn for me quick
And look after those kids of your own
And just make different mistakes than your ma and da made
And make our ceiling look like your floor
Chorus 3
So may the road rise up to meet you, may your laughter fill the streets
May your children be as kind to you as you have been to me
When your life’s been lived for all it’s worth and your grandkids let you leave
May all those roads you roam wind home to me
Oh may all those roads you roam wind home to me...
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