Where The Cross Dont Burn

Charley Pride

  • A
  • Bm
  • C
  • D
  • Em
  • F#m
  • G
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Tom:
D G
D G [Verse 1]
D A We were white and they were black
Bm A G And our lives, they were divided by the railroad tracks
D A But we'd meet up every mornin' at that riverbend
Bm A G That's where I learned about Jesus from my only black friend
Em A And sometimes we'd sit and stare up at the sky
Em A And I could see the hope of heaven in his eyes [Chorus]
G In the land where the cotton grows
F#m A In a time when change came slow
G F#m Em C A Just beyond the point of no return
G A white boy and a black old man
F#m A On the tracks walking hand in hand
G F#m Em C G It's where I come to understand and learn
A Where the cross don't burn [Interlude]
D G
D G [Verse 2]
D A He'd Tell me money doens't matter, nor the color of your skin
Bm A G You can stumble, even fall and still get up again
D A 'Cause it ain't about the deeds, good or bad that we have done
Bm A G F#m All we have to do is love to be disciples of the Son
Em A And we'd join hands and bow our heads to pray
Em A And he told me that he loved me every day [Chorus]
G In the land where the cotton grows
F#m A In a time when change came slow
G F#m Em C A Just beyond the point of no return
G A white boy and a black old man
F#m A On the tracks walking hand in hand
G F#m Em C G It's where I come to understand and learn
A Where the cross don't burn [Interlude]
D G
D G [Bridge]
D A Yeah, we're all gathered here this mornin' at this riverbend
Bm A G To say our last goodbyes to my very best friend
Em A As his ashes slowly float away
Em A We know it's only 'til we meet again someday [Chorus]
G In the land where the cotton grows
F#m A In a time when change came slow
G F#m Em C A Just beyond the point of no return
G A young boy and a kind old man
F#m A On the tracks walking hand in hand
G F#m Em C G It's where I come to understand and learn
A Where the cross don't burn [Interlude]
D G
D G
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