Friends Of Friends Of Bill

C#m B F# Those neighbor kids, they meant no harm. C#m B F# Came home from church to find a three-alarm. C#m B F# To my sister’s, she gave us a key. C#m B F# Three years, one room, two kids and me. B11 F# But he would lift my burden— E C#m All the power, the comfort In his name. B11 F# Is that so much to ask— E C#m To believe and be unashamed? C#m B F# E Stay after church, for friends of friends of Bill. C#m B F# E I tell the story of my son, his need, the pain to k**l. C#m B F# E How I saved all the money, a box in a drawer. C#m B F# E How I’d give it to him; knew what it was for. B11 F# But he would lift my burden— E C#m All the power, the comfort In his name. B11 F# Is that so much to ask— E C#m To believe and be unashamed? E The visits get harder. Ab E He lowers his eyes, and every time C#m They get darker. B F# I show him the pictures drawn by his kid. E C#m F# How do you learn you can smother someone with your love? E C#m F# Isn’t loving at all in this world hard enough? C#m B11 F#m Those neighbor kids, they meant no harm.