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Mar 4, 2020 · Strumming. There is no strumming pattern for this song yet. Create and get +5 IQ. [Verse 1] D Bm G A7 The summer breeze made ripples on the pond D Bm G A7 And rattled through the reeds and the willow trees beyond Bm A G D Daddy in his good hat and momma in her Sunday dress G F#m G A7 D Watched with pride as I stood there in the water up to my ...
- no capo
- D A D G B E
- intermediate
D Bm G A The summer breeze made ripples on the pond D Bm G A And rattled through the reeds and the willow trees beyond Bm A G D Daddy in his good hat and mama in her Sunday dress D Bm G A D Watched with pride as I stood there in the water up to my chest C G D And the preacher spoke about the cleansing Blood G D Bm A As I sank my toes into that ...
Dec 28, 2022 · [Chorus] G Bm7 I feel like crashing, drifting C D Sinking way too deep G Bm7 I feel like flying, dreaming C D Even though I'm not asleep C D And I pray to God to give me strength Bm7 Em ‘Cause your beauty makes me weak Am But I'm not lying Em Even though I'm hurting C I'll be here waiting D And I'll keep crashing right into G You…
D Bm G A7 D. But I felt like a newborn baby cradled up in the arms of the Lord. [Tag] Bm G D G. I didn't see no angels just a few saints on the shore. D Bm G A7 D. But I felt like a newborn baby cradled up in the arms of the Lord. Bm G A7 Bm G A7 D. Felt like a newborn baby cradled up in the arms of the Lord.
Nothing to gain, nothing to lose. F/A Bb. Nothing to show, nothing to prove. F/A Gm F/A Bb. The weight of the world falls off my shoulders. F/A Gm F/A Bb. As the weight of Your love comes crash - ing in. C. Come crashing in.
To learn Gaither, Randy Travis - (Live) Baptism chords, your first step should be understanding these chords - D, G, A, D, Bm, G, D and Em in sequence. I suggest starting at a calm pace of 67 BPM, and as you gain confidence, approach the song's BPM of 135. With the song's key of D Major, set your capo to fit your vocal range and chord choice.
Artist/Band: Travis Randy Tabs Song: Baptism Tab Baptism. Randy Travis. The summer breeze, made ripples on the pond Rattled through the rings and the willow trees beyond Daddy in his good hat, mama in her Sunday dress Watched in pride, as I stood there in the water up to my chest And the preacher spoke about the cleansing blood I sank my toes into that East Tennessee mud And it was down with ...
