Chords for Rich Mullins - Boy Like Me/Man Like You
Tempo:
88.05 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
Am
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
[G]
You was a baby like I was once, was crying in the early morning.
You was born in a sleeper lord, good memorial is where I was born.
[D] They wrapped you in [G] sparkling clothes, [C] baby [G] dressed in baby blue.
I was twelve years old in the meeting house, I listened to the old men pray.
I was trying hard to [C] figure out [G] what it was that they was trying to say.
[D] You were [G] in the temple, they said you [D] weren't old enough to know the [G] things you knew.
[C] What did you grow up on, what did you grow up as?
The little girls giggle when you watched, [G] you wonder what it was that made them laugh.
[A] And did they [Am] tell you stories about the saints of old?
Stories about their faith, [D] they say stories like that [G] make a boy grow [D] old.
Stories like that make a man [G] want to street and eat.
You was a boy like I was once, but you were poor like me.
[C]
[G] I grew up around Indiana, you grew up around [D] Gallaudet.
If I ever [G] really grow up, [D] I don't want to grow up [C] and be just [G] like you.
What [C] did you wrestle with a dog and lick his nose?
Did you play beneath the spray of a water hose?
[G] Did you ever lick angels in the winter snow?
And [Am] did they tell you stories about the saints of old?
Stories about their faith, they [D] say stories like that [G] make a boy [D] grow old.
Stories like that [G] make a man want to street.
[D] [G] [D]
[G] [C] [G] Well did [C] you ever get scared playing hide and seek?
Did you try not to cry when you scraped your knee?
Did [G] you ever skip a rock across a quiet creek?
And did [Am] they tell you stories about the saints of old?
Stories about their [C] faith, they say [D] stories like that make [G] a boy grow old.
[D] Stories like that make [C] a man [G] want to street.
[C] [G] [C]
[G]
And I really may just grow up [D] and be like [G] you someday.
[C] [G]
[Cm]
[G]
You was a baby like I was once, was crying in the early morning.
You was born in a sleeper lord, good memorial is where I was born.
[D] They wrapped you in [G] sparkling clothes, [C] baby [G] dressed in baby blue.
I was twelve years old in the meeting house, I listened to the old men pray.
I was trying hard to [C] figure out [G] what it was that they was trying to say.
[D] You were [G] in the temple, they said you [D] weren't old enough to know the [G] things you knew.
[C] What did you grow up on, what did you grow up as?
The little girls giggle when you watched, [G] you wonder what it was that made them laugh.
[A] And did they [Am] tell you stories about the saints of old?
Stories about their faith, [D] they say stories like that [G] make a boy grow [D] old.
Stories like that make a man [G] want to street and eat.
You was a boy like I was once, but you were poor like me.
[C]
[G] I grew up around Indiana, you grew up around [D] Gallaudet.
If I ever [G] really grow up, [D] I don't want to grow up [C] and be just [G] like you.
What [C] did you wrestle with a dog and lick his nose?
Did you play beneath the spray of a water hose?
[G] Did you ever lick angels in the winter snow?
And [Am] did they tell you stories about the saints of old?
Stories about their faith, they [D] say stories like that [G] make a boy [D] grow old.
Stories like that [G] make a man want to street.
[D] [G] [D]
[G] [C] [G] Well did [C] you ever get scared playing hide and seek?
Did you try not to cry when you scraped your knee?
Did [G] you ever skip a rock across a quiet creek?
And did [Am] they tell you stories about the saints of old?
Stories about their [C] faith, they say [D] stories like that make [G] a boy grow old.
[D] Stories like that make [C] a man [G] want to street.
[C] [G] [C]
[G]
And I really may just grow up [D] and be like [G] you someday.
[C] [G]
[Cm]
Key:
G
D
C
Am
A
G
D
C
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You was a baby like I was once, was crying in the early morning.
You was born in a sleeper lord, good memorial is where I was born.
[D] They wrapped you in [G] sparkling clothes, [C] baby [G] dressed in baby blue. _ _ _ _ _
I was twelve years old in the meeting house, I listened to the old men pray.
I was trying hard to [C] figure out [G] what it was that they was trying to say.
[D] You were [G] in the temple, they said you [D] weren't old enough to know the [G] things you knew. _ _ _ _ _
[C] What did you grow up on, what did you grow up as?
The little girls giggle when you watched, [G] you wonder what it was that made them laugh. _
[A] And did they [Am] tell you stories about the saints of old?
Stories about their faith, [D] they say stories like that [G] make a boy grow [D] old.
Stories like that make a man [G] want to street and eat.
You was a boy like I was once, but you were poor like me.
[C]
[G] I grew up around Indiana, you grew up around _ [D] Gallaudet.
If I ever [G] really grow up, [D] I don't want to grow up [C] and be just [G] like you.
_ _ _ _ _ What [C] did you wrestle with a dog and lick his nose?
Did you play beneath the spray of a water hose?
[G] Did you ever lick angels in the winter snow?
And [Am] did they tell you stories about the saints of old?
Stories about their faith, they [D] say stories like that [G] make a boy [D] grow old.
Stories like that [G] make a man want to street. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ Well did [C] you ever get scared playing hide and seek?
Did you try not to cry when you scraped your knee?
Did [G] you ever skip a rock across a quiet creek?
_ And did [Am] they tell you stories about the saints of old?
Stories about their [C] faith, they say [D] stories like that make [G] a boy grow old.
[D] Stories like that make [C] a man [G] want to street.
_ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And I really may just grow up [D] and be like [G] you _ _ _ someday. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You was a baby like I was once, was crying in the early morning.
You was born in a sleeper lord, good memorial is where I was born.
[D] They wrapped you in [G] sparkling clothes, [C] baby [G] dressed in baby blue. _ _ _ _ _
I was twelve years old in the meeting house, I listened to the old men pray.
I was trying hard to [C] figure out [G] what it was that they was trying to say.
[D] You were [G] in the temple, they said you [D] weren't old enough to know the [G] things you knew. _ _ _ _ _
[C] What did you grow up on, what did you grow up as?
The little girls giggle when you watched, [G] you wonder what it was that made them laugh. _
[A] And did they [Am] tell you stories about the saints of old?
Stories about their faith, [D] they say stories like that [G] make a boy grow [D] old.
Stories like that make a man [G] want to street and eat.
You was a boy like I was once, but you were poor like me.
[C]
[G] I grew up around Indiana, you grew up around _ [D] Gallaudet.
If I ever [G] really grow up, [D] I don't want to grow up [C] and be just [G] like you.
_ _ _ _ _ What [C] did you wrestle with a dog and lick his nose?
Did you play beneath the spray of a water hose?
[G] Did you ever lick angels in the winter snow?
And [Am] did they tell you stories about the saints of old?
Stories about their faith, they [D] say stories like that [G] make a boy [D] grow old.
Stories like that [G] make a man want to street. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ Well did [C] you ever get scared playing hide and seek?
Did you try not to cry when you scraped your knee?
Did [G] you ever skip a rock across a quiet creek?
_ And did [Am] they tell you stories about the saints of old?
Stories about their [C] faith, they say [D] stories like that make [G] a boy grow old.
[D] Stories like that make [C] a man [G] want to street.
_ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And I really may just grow up [D] and be like [G] you _ _ _ someday. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _