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Transcribed by Roger Owens ROwens1777 [ROwens1777@aol.com]

Album: The Sweetest Gift
Performer: Trisha Yearwood
Words and music: Skip Ewing

It Wasn't His Child

Open: G-D/F#-Em-D-C... C-D-G 2x

     G   D/F#       Em       D         C                       D        G     
     He was her man, she was his wife and late one winter night
     D/F#     Em      D          C
He knelt by her as she gave birth
                       Asus-A                 C-D-G
But it wasn't his child, it wasn't his child
          D/F#    Em         D       C                                  D    G
     Yet he still took him as his own, and as he watched him grow
    D/F#         Em      D            C
It brought him joy, he loved that boy
                       Asus-A                C... D-Em
But it wasn't his child, it wasn't his child

                                Bm               C
Em
      Chorus: But like a father he was strong and kind and good
                     C          G                   Dsus- D
                     And I believe he did his best
                    Em        Bm                    C                 Em
                     It wasn't easy for him, but he did all he could
                     C                G                      D 
                     His son was different from the rest
                                       C                        Asus-A.. C-D-G
                     It wasn't his child, it wasn't his child

           D/F#       Em     D         C                        D        G
     And when the boy became a man, he took his father's hand
G     D/F#     Em            D           C
And soon the world would all know why
                 Asus-A                 C-D-Em
It wasn't his child, it wasn't his child
                                  Bm                   C
Em
                 And like his Father, He was strong and kind and good
                 C          G                   Dsus-D                
                 And I believe he did his best
                Em        Bm                    C                 Em
                 It wasn't easy for him, but he did all he could
                                              D              C 
                 He grew up with his hands in wood
                            Em             D            C  
                 And he died with his hands in wood
                                      Em-D                    Asus-A
                 He was God's child, He was God's child

     G    D/F#    Em          D         C                            D   G
      He was her man, she was his wife and late one winter night
     D/F#    Em      D            C       
He knelt by her as she gave birth
                        Asus-A               C-D-G
But it wasn't his child, it was God's child

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