Date: 10/10/98; 10:30:52 AM
From: YlwRoseTX1@aol.com
Subject: The Key to Life by Vinnce Gill

 The key to Life by Vince Gill
Written by Vince Gill
Album: The Key
My interpretation by Lisa Clifton
 I think the chords I have down are correct I play along with the record and
it sounds rather good. I'd like to dedicate this song to My dad and my
husbands dad, Zeke Hendrix and Sonny Clifton," Thank you for all the things
you taught us ."
 
                                  The Key TO Life
D                                          G
I'd love to hear my daddy play once again, 
           D                                         A
all the song's that he taught me when I was a kid.
         D                           G
John Henry, Ol' Shep and Faded love,
           D               A                 D
I fall to pieces, and on the wings of a dove.

D                                                           G
Just a few chords on the banjo, that was all he knew,
               D                                   A
but in the eyes of a child, man his fingers flew,
  D                                         G
I practiced and I practiced till I got it right,
D                     A                           D   
Packed up everything and just took off one night.

D                                                  G
I made it from the beer joints to the Opre stage.
      D                                                  A
He said the only difference is what your gettin' paid.

D                                         G  
He didn't care that everybody knew my name,
      D                  A                       D
he said its all for nothin' if you don't stay the same.

D                      
But when he died the preacher cried,
        G                               D
A
said he's the lucky one, he's walkin' hand in hand with Gods only son.
      D                                                 G
My faith and common since tell me the preachers right,
          D                      A                 D
But I'd love to hear the banjo ring for me tonight.

                G                                   D 
And I will honor my father with these words I write down.
           G                                         D              A
and as long as I remember him he'll always be around.
             D                                          G
And the pain of loosing him cuts like a Randall knife.
                 D                        A                   D
I learned a few chords on the banjo was the key to life.
             D                                          G        
Yea the pain of loosing him cuts like a Randall knife,
                 D                         A                  D
I learned a few chords on the banjo was the key to life.