The Young Man Rebel Son
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Life is a very e
precious thing you F
only get one C
shota
I once knew a F
fine young man who C
loved his life a G
lotBut
C
for some sudden F
reason no one C
else will ever F
knowHe gave
C
up his family and G
hopes and dreams, turned F
loose and let them C
goC
I wish I could have e
been there with F
him to hold his C
handa
I wish I could have tF
alked to him to C
help him undersG
tandThat he
C
had everything to F
live for these C
intentions were all F
wrongBut in t
C
he flicker of an iG
nstant a yF
oung man's life was C
goneC
I wish somehow e
I knew exactly wF
hat he felt insiC
dea
I wish I knew just whF
at went through his C
mind that summer G
nightI k
C
now at least a tF
housand times I'vC
e asked the good Lord F
whyBut its
C
best to just let him G
rest although it'sF
hard to say goodC
byeHe's on his
a
way to see G
Jesus, he's F
left us and moved C
onNow
a
all we have are F
memories and a C
name tag etched in G
stoneHe
C
left his world beG
hind at a time he a
felt he was all aF
loneNow he's
C
comin to see G
Jesus,F
please make him feel at C
home