Grow Old With Grace

 
G                             G/F#                                  C 
When her looks all go away, I hope I'll never hear her say that she needs work 

That she needs work 
G                                     G/F#                               C 
When her skin all starts to crease, I pray she never says to me that she needs work 
                   Bm 
That she needs work 
 

 
     Am                             C 
They sell it on the TV screens, the Botox and expensive creams 
     G 
When we're all perfect just the way we are 
       Am                                 C 
And no doctor's hands could ever shape us better than the way God made us 
  G                                A 
I look at hr, and I don't see the flaws 

She's the sam girl that I adore, I hope I 
 

 
Em     C        G 
  Grow old with grace 
       D            Em         C      G 
'Cause I love every line there on her face 
    D           Em       C         G                D 
And even if her mind, it starts to fade, yeah, I'll be there 
    Am 
And when she gets gray hair, I know I won't care 

I'll be sitting in my rocking chair as I 
Em      C       G 
  Grow old with grace, yeah 
 

 
    G                                G/F#                                       C 
She looks at airbrushed magazines, I hope she doesn't think that means that she needs work 

That she needs work 
  G                              G/F#                               C 
I hope she sees herself to be as perfect as she is to me; she don't need work 
                       Bm 
No, she don't need work 
 

 
     Am                                 C 
They pay for show, the rich and famous, perfect teeth and plastic faces 
    G 
But when they smile, it doesn't touch their eyes 
   Am                     G             C 
So I won't stop 'til I persuade her she can't improve on Mother Nature 
    G                               A 
She couldn't hide her beauty if she tried 

Maybe then she'll believe that I hope I 
 

 
Em     C        G 
  Grow old with grace 
       D            Em         C      G 
'Cause I love every line there on her face 
    D           Em       C         G                D 
And even if her mind, it starts to fade, yeah, I'll be there 
    Am 
And when she gets gray hair, I know I won't care 

I'll be sitting in my rocking chair as I 
Em      C       G 
  Grow old with grace  


Instrumental: 
Em C G D 

 
              Em    C 
Grow old with grace 
    G                             A 
No, God won't recognize us at the door 

We're not the same as we were before, I hope I 
 

 
Em     C        G 
  Grow old with grace 
       D            Em         C      G 
'Cause I love every line there on her face 
    D           Em       C         G                D 
And even if her mind, it starts to fade, yeah, I'll be there 
    Am 
And when she gets gray hair, I know I won't care 

I'll be sitting in my rocking chair as I 
Em      C       G 
  Grow old with grace 
 

Outro: 
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As I grow old with grace 
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As I grow old with grace