Marys Letters

Intro 
G D A D 

 
     G                             D 
Dear God. I ran my thumb along the bottom of his foot 
        A                                  D 
And his toes wrapped right around it and I cried 
     G                          D 
Dear God, the other mothers sit around and talk about 
               A                               D 
What all their sons will do one day and I just smiled 
     G                             A 
Dear God, he started walking yesterday I know you see it 
        D                                  G 
It just feels like Im supposed to let you know 
     Em                              A 
Dear God, sometimes I wonder is this all some kind of dream 
             D                        G 
And how am I supposed to love and let him go 
      Em                                   G 
And I guess that it should be some kind of honor 
              Em                          A 
But what am I supposed to do when someone says 
                            G 
That he looks just like his father 

Music interlude 
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            G                      Em 
If Im your daughter, If hes your son 
      A                               D 
If Im supposed to be the human making sure that he grows up 
      G               Em 
Can I ask you? Do you mind? 
        A                                Bm    A        Em     D   A 
Can you send some kind of signal when Im running out of time 
           G                             A 
Cause Dear God, he started walking yesterday I know you see it 
        D                                  G 
It just feels like Im supposed to let you know 
     Em                              A 
Dear God, my heart is pounding in my chest, what if he hears it 
         D                                   G 
And hes scared that it might kill me to let go 
       Em                             G 
Yeah I know its gonna keep on getting harder 
              Em                  D       A 
But what am I supposed to do when someone says 
                            G 
That he looks just like his father 

Music Interlude 
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      G                          D 
Three trees, skinned knees, both ways, he bleeds. 
    A                      D 
Bad dreams, Im free, both times he leaves. 
      G                  D 
Nails in bare feet, Same feet I cleaned, 
     A               D 
Bath time, water him to slaughter. 
  Em                D      Bm 
I still dont know. God, Im too close 
   A              D 
If I mess up, can he go home? 
     Em        Dm7 (I think) 
Your child, My child. Am I his child? 
          A 
Three trees, skinned knees. Little baby.