Written by Chuck Jones/Michael Lunn
Intro
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Verse
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My granddaddy never went to church, he felt closer to God with his hands in the dirt
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Doin' hard work with the sun on his face, sweat on his brow and the wind in his hair
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He'd say a prayer anywhere
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He'd be standin' in the mittle of fresh moon field, the spirit with movin' and he just kneel
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And start givin' things, for God's green earth and when he came to church he'd prefer his
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Blue sky cathe- -dral with its white pied stip- -ple
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Sunrise for its stained glass windows, singin' along with that songbird hymnal
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Made his soul fly like an e- -go under that blue sky cathe- -dral 
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Every now and then some folks from town, they dropped in and tried to bring 'em round
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Until the foe but he just smile, fix them some tea and let 'em talk a while
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And then maybe he's say to me
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Girl, some people gotta have for walls to keep to word to hear the call
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And that's okay and as for me, I do better underneath my
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Blue sky cathe- -dral with its white pied stip- -ple
G G7/F C F7/Eb
Sunrise for its stained glass window, singin' along with that songbird hymnal
C Bm Am D G G7/F C D
Made my soul fly like an ego under my blue sky cathe- -dral
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It's been years since we've been gone, we buried in upon the hill
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But it don't matter where I am, I feel you with still, --- under my
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Blue sky ca- thedral with its white pied stip- ple
G G7/F C F7/Eb
Sunrise for its stained glass window, singin' along with that songbirds hymnal
C Bm Am D G G7/F C D
Makes my soul fly like an e- -go under my blue sky cathe- -dral
Outro
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