DADDY

 A                                        E
His deeds were never published for the public
                                        A
The things he did were never done for show
                                    E
His name was never printed in the paper
 B7                   E
Until about two days ago

A                                    E
He only filed a short form for his taxes
                                        A
No one asked him how he felt about the war
                                      E
He always had a good word for his neighbor
     B7                              E
Now his good words won't be heard anymore

       D                                  A    
And through the rain I heard the choir singing Nearer my God to Thee
  D                                     A
Through the mist I saw some children crying 
        E                     A
And I felt nearer my God to Thee

A                             E
His table was never full of plenty
                                     A
His silverware was never the real thing
                                    E
But the tears on the faces of his family
      B7                            E
Were just as real as if he were a king

 A                                         E
The preacher said he'd always been a good man
                                           A
But preachers love to throw that phrase around
                                            E
But the tears I tasted gave his words new meaning
          B7                                 E
Watching old friends puttin' daddy in the ground

       D                                  A
And through the rain I heard the choir singing Nearer my God to Thee
 D                                      A
Through the mist I saw some children crying 
        E                     A
And I felt nearer my God to Thee