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Footprints

John Mccutcheon
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 On the day  that school let out
 My sister  Anne  and me
 Walked the  fields  behind our house
 To find  our Christmas tree
 She was six years older
So  she led the way
 As we walked out  to find  the tree we'd have  on Christmas  day.
 Now weeks  of late November rain had brought  the creek to flood
 As we walked out  across  the field
 Our boots  sunk in the mud
 I soon  realized that I could step inside her  prints so grand
 Until it seemed  like I  was walking across  the driest land
 I was walking  in your foot  prints
Counting  every step, measuring  every move  you made,
Every  word you said,  and I was dancing  in your shadow, doing  what you do.
 I was learning  how to be  like me by being  just like you.
Mom  could hit a baseball
Lee  could fly a kite,
 Dad knew every constellation in  the sky at night
 And Ann  could sing about every song that Elvis  ever sung
 And it wasn't long  before  it seemed like I  knew every one.
I  was walking in your  foot prints
Counting  every step, measuring  every move  you made,
Every  word you said,  and I was dancing  in your shadow, doing  what you do.
 I was learning  how to be  like me by being  just like you.
 I was watching  how you walked  and talked.
How  you held you head.
Every  joke that made  you laugh.
Every  book you read.
And  how you always did  your best when no  one seemed to care,
How  you did you did your duty,
How  you did your share.
Now  as I grow older
 It's so easy  to forget  all the ones who follow after  me
I  can't imagine yet
 Who learn  what I remember,
Who  do what I have done,
 Every step  I travel  now
 I walk  for more than one.
 I'm walking  in your foot  prints
Counting  every step, measuring  every move  you made,
Every  word you said,  and I was dancing  in your shadow, doing  what you do.
 I was learning  how to be  like me by being  just like you.

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Readable chord sheet for Footprints by John Mccutcheon

[D] [G] [D]

[G]     On the [D]day that school let out
My [G]sister Anne[D] and me
Walked th[A]e fields[Bm] behind our house
To [G]find our Christmas tree
[D]   She was six years older
[G]So she led the [D]way
As we walked ou[A]t to fi[Bm]nd the tree we'd ha[G]ve on Ch[A]ristmas da[D]y.  [G]    [D]      [G]
Now [D]weeks of late November rain had [G]brought the creek to [D]flood

As we walked [A]out ac[Bm]ross the field
Our [G]boots sunk in the mud
I [D]soon realized that I could step inside [G]her prints so [D]grand
Until it [A]seemed like [Bm]I was walking [G]across the driest [A]land

I was [G]walking in your f[D]oot prints
[A]Counting every [D]step, [G]measuring every [D]move you made,
[G]Every word you [A]said, and I was [G]dancing in your [D]shadow, [A]doing what you [Bm]do.[A]
I was [G]learning how to [D]be like me by [A]being just like [D]you.[G]  [D]    [G]

[D]Mom could hit a baseball
[G]Lee could fly a [D]kite,
Dad knew [A]every [Bm]constellation [G]in the sky at night
And [D]Ann could sing about every song that [G]Elvis ever [D]sung
And it wasn't [A]long be[Bm]fore it seemed like [G]I knew every [A]one.

[G]I was walking in [D]your foot prints
[A]Counting every [D]step, [G]measuring every [D]move you made,
[G]Every word you [A]said, and I was [G]dancing in your [D]shadow, [A]doing what you [Bm]do.[A]
I was [G]learning how to [D]be like me by [A]being just like [D]you.[G]  [D]    [G]
I was [G]watching how you [D]walked and talked.
[G]How you held you [D]head.
[G]Every joke that [D]made you laugh.
[G]Every book you [A]read.
[G]And how you always [D]did your best when [G]no one seemed to [D]care,
[Em]How you did you did your [D]duty,
[G]How you did your [A]share.

[D]Now as I grow older
It's so [G]easy to [D]forget all the ones who [A]follow [Bm]after me
[G]I can't imagine yet
Who [D]learn what I remember,
[G]Who do what I have [D]done,
Every [A]step I [Bm]travel now
I [G]walk for more than [A]one.

I'm [G]walking in your [D]foot prints
[A]Counting every [D]step, [G]measuring every [D]move you made,
[G]Every word you [A]said, and I was [G]dancing in your [D]shadow, [A]doing what you [Bm]do.[A]
I was [G]learning how to [D]be like me by [A]being just like [D]you.[G]  [D]    [G]      [D]

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