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[Verse]
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My granddaddy never went to church, he felt closer to God with his hands in the dirt
      C                  Bm               Am                        D
Doin' hard work with the sun on his face, sweat on his brow and the wind in his hair
     C            D
He'd say a prayer anywhere

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He'd be standin' in the middle of fresh mown field, the spirit would move him, and he'd just kneel
          C                  Bm                            Am             D
And start givin' thanks, for God's green earth and when he came to church he'd prefer his

[Chorus]
G        G/F#   Em    D        C          Bm    Am   D
Blue sky cathe- -dral with its white pine stee- -ple
G               G7/F                   C                       F7/Eb
Sunrise for a   stained glass window, singin' along with that songbird hymnal
              C   Bm       Am    D          G        G7/F   C     D
Made his soul fly like an  eagle under that blue sky cathe- -dral

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Every now and then some folks from town, they'd drop in and try to bring him 'round
          C       Bm               Am                            D          Bm
Into the fold but he'd just smile, fix them some tea and let 'em talk a while
    C           D
And when they'd leave, he'd say to me

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Girl, some people gotta have four walls to keep to word to hear the call
    C               Bm         Am          D
And that's okay but as for me, I do better underneath my

[Chorus]
G        G/F#   Em    D        C          Bm    Am   D
Blue sky cathe- -dral with its white pine stee- -ple
G             G7/F                  C                       F7/Eb
Sunrise for a stained glass window, singin' along with that songbird hymnal
             C   Bm      Am    D        G        G7/F   C     D
Made my soul fly like an eagle under my blue sky cathe- -dral
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It's been years since he's been gone, we buried him up on the hill
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But it don't matter where I am, I feel him with me still, --- under my

[Chorus]
G        G/F# Em      D        C          Bm    Am  D
Blue sky ca- thedral with its white pine stee- ple
G             G7/F                  C                       F7/Eb
Sunrise for a stained glass window, singin' along with that songbird hymnal
              C           Bm  Am  D        G        G7/F   C     D
Makes my soul fly like an ea -gle under my blue sky cathe- -dral