C#m B F# Those neighbor kids, they meant no harm.C#m B F# Came home from church to find a three-alarm.C#m B F# To my sister’s, she gave us a key.C#m B F# Three years, one room, two kids and me. [Chorus]B11 F# But he would lift my burden—E C#m All the power, the comfort In his name.B11 F# Is that so much to ask—E C#m To believe and be unashamed?[Verse 2]C#m B F# E Stay after church, for friends of friends of Bill.C#m B F# E I tell the story of my son, his need, the pain to kill.C#m B F# E How I saved all the money, a box in a drawer.C#m B F# E How I’d give it to him; knew what it was for. [Chorus]B11 F# But he would lift my burden—E C#m All the power, the comfort In his name.B11 F# Is that so much to ask—E C#m To believe and be unashamed? [Bridge]E The visits get harder.Ab E He lowers his eyes, and every timeC#m They get darker.B F# I show him the pictures drawn by his kid.E C#m F# How do you learn you can smother someone with your love?E C#m F# Isn’t loving at all in this world hard enough?C#m B11 F#m Those neighbor kids, they meant no harm.
Friends Of Friends Of Bill
Gabriel Kahane
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