Lord Help Me Be The Kind Of Person

G | G | G | G || G G C C I try to get up every morning with a smile and apply the Golden Rule, D D G D but sometimes that old devil takes me and I go acting like a fool. G G C C Dear Jesus, I keep trying to be perfect but I'm just a mortal man, D D G G Lord, help me be the kind of person my dog thinks I am. G G C C Sometimes I go to church on Sunday with Saturday's whiskey on my breath, D D G D but I keep praying and promising to quit before I drink myself to death. G G C C Help me walk the straight and narrow, change this light into a lamp. D D G G Oh, Lord, help me be the kind of person my dog thinks I am. C C G G G7 I know he's just a mutt, but he don't judge me when times get pretty hard, C C D D he fetches my Bible and buries my liquor in the yard. G | G | C | C | D | D | G | G || G G C C I can feel your love inside me, Lord and I know that I'll be coming home someday. D D G D When I do I pray you'll find a pair of wings for old Jake. G G7 C C Now the preacher's been real good to me, but I know who's really been there in a jam. D D G G Lord, help me be the kind of person my dog thinks I am. D D G G Dear Lord, help me be the kind of person my dog thinks I am. G | G | C | C | D | D | G | G ||