Even An Ugly Man

F C F What Jesus can't fix tonight C The whiskey certainly might F C I must have said the Lord's prayer 65 times Am And thought of your face G Our infinite grace Am All of the ways to behold you G Until the tide will I wait C Even an ugly man G Could kiss your lips F As if they were his to demand of Am G Or his to destroy like a lover of a demon What loving won't fix tonight The whiskey certainly might I must have whispered your name 65 times My lips on your face In our infinite grace All of these ways to behold you Until the tide will I wait Wait