Praise The Lord chords - Breland ♬ How to Play

Praise The Lord chords

[Chorus: BRELAND]
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Praise the Lord for southern women, Hemi engines, crispy chicken
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Praise the Lord for east Atlanta, Country Grammar, and my nana
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Praise the Lord that I got everything I want and need and more
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I might turn up on Saturday, but first thing Sunday morn'
 
I praise the Lord
 
 
[Verse 1: BRELAND]
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Praise the Lord for sister Julie, big ol’ hat and tambourine
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She keeps playing when we’re shoutin’, doesn’t know that she’s off beat
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Praise the Lord for my bartender, turns a single into two
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We went crazy out there last night, we need saving in this pew
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It don't matter how you worship, sinner, saint, win or lose
 

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[Chorus: BRELAND]
            Dm
Praise the Lord for southern women, Hemi engines, crispy chicken
            Dm
Praise the Lord for east Atlanta, Country Grammar, and my nana
            A                            G
Praise the Lord that I got everything I want and need and more
   A                              G
I might turn up on Saturday, but first thing Sunday morn'
              Dm
I praise the Lord
 
 
[Bridge: BRELAND]
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He rockin' with me, that's for sure
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Praise the Lord (Praise the Lord), praise the Lord
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He rockin' with me, that’s for sure
 
Praise the Lord (Praise the Lord), praise the Lord
 
[Verse 2: Thomas Rhett & BRELAND]
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Praise the Lord for my three babies and the one that’s on the way
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All the words up in the good book and dirt up on my Chevrolet
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Praise the Lord for Sunday morning and paycheck Friday afternoons
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For cold beer conversation and broken cowboy boots
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It don’t matter how you worship, sinner, saint, win or lose
 
 
[Chorus: BRELAND & Thomas Rhett]
            Dm
Praise the Lord for southern women, Hemi engines, crispy chicken
            Dm
Praise the Lord for east Atlanta, Country Grammar, and my nana
             A                           G
Praise the Lord that I got everything I want and need and more
   A                             G
I might turn up on Saturday but first thing Sunday morn
              Dm
I praise the Lord
 
 
[Outro: BRELAND]
                                Dm
He rockin' with me, that's for sure
 
Praise the Lord (Praise the Lord), praise the Lord
            Dm
Praise the Lord
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He rockin’ with me that's for sure
 
Praise the Lord (Praise the Lord), praise the Lord
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Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord
 
Ooh, ooh, oh
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Praise the Lord (Praise the Lord)