Date: 8/28/99; 2:48:36 PM
From: MARTMAN14@aol.com
Subject: Chain of Love, by Clay Walker

The Chain of Love
Clay Walker
CD: Live, Laugh, Love

Verse 1:

D
He was driving home one evening, In his beat up Pontiac

When an old lady flagged him down, Her Mercedes had a flat
              A
He could see that she was frightened, Standing out there in the snow 
                                                                      D
ÎTil he said Iâm here to help you maâam, By the way my name is Joe

Verse 2:

D
She said Iâm from St. Louis, And Iâm only passing through

I must have seen a hundred cars go by, This is awful nice of you
       A 
When he changed the tire, And closed her trunk

And was about to drive away, She said how much do I owe you
                         D
Hereâs what he had to say

Chorus:

G                                              D
You donât owe me a thing, Iâve been there too
            A                                          D 
Someone once helped me out, Just the way Iâm helping you
G                                               D        G                 
If you really want to pay me back, Hereâs what you do
 D                        A             D
Donât let the chain of love end with you

Verse 3: (same chords as verses 1 and 2)

Well a few miles down the road, The lady saw a small cafe
She went in to grab a bite to eat, And then be on her way
But she couldnât help but notice, How the waitress smiled so sweet
And how she mustâve been eight months along, And dead on her feet

Verse 4: (same chords as other verses)

And though she didnât know her story, And she probably never will
When the waitress went to get her change, From a hundred dollar bill
The lady slipped right out the door, And on a napkin left a note 
There were tears in the waitressâs eyes, When she read what she wrote

Repeat chorus

Verse 5: (same chords as other verses)

That night when she got home from work, The waitress climbed into bed
She was thinkinâ about the money, And what the ladyâs note had said
As her husband lay there sleeping, She whispered soft and low
Everythingâs gonna be alright, I love you, Joe  

Transcribed by:  Marty Rhodes
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