Dancys Dream - Ver 2

A Dancy was a deacon, every Sunday found him there, At the Lighthouse Gospel Church with his hands folded in prayer. D And standin' right beside him was his pretty hometown bride. A But no-one could have guessed what he was prayin' deep inside. Dancy has a demon livin' somewhere in his past. A dark haired cajun angel was the devil dressed in black. D Was it really voodoo, or just weakness in the man? A The only time he ever felt was when she took his hand. Bm D Bm D Oh, its been so long, but its still so st rong; F#m E D Every night the devil comes and walks through Dancy's dream. F#m E D She takes him by the hand and leads him back to New Orleans. Bm F#m D The good man's goin' crazy so mewhere in between, A The hymns on Sunday morning, D Bm7 D And the sins in Dancy's dreams. Repeat Intro A Sometimes it's almost like he was never even there. And other times, he swears, he smells the flowers in her hair. D He never told the secret: no-one would understand. A She's the only one who's seen the dark side of that man. Bm D Bm D Oh, its been so long, but its still so st rong; F#m E D Every night the devil comes and walks through Dancy's dream. F#m E D She takes him by the hand and leads him back to New Orleans. Bm F#m D The good man's goin' crazy so mewhere in between, A The hymns on Sunday morning, D Bm7 D And the sins in Dancy's dreams. Bm D Bm D Oh, its been so long, but its still so st rong; F#m E D Every night the devil comes and walks through Dancy's dream. F#m E D She takes him by the hand and leads him back to New Orleans. Bm F#m D The good man's goin' crazy so mewhere in between, A The hymns on Sunday morning, D Bm7 D And the sins in Dancy's dreams.