Dirty Dishes

[G]:    320033 or 320003

[D]      [G]     x2

[D]  Mama hollers  Supper ti[G]me
  And don't m[A]ake me tell you tw[D]ice
  Wash your hands and wipe your f[G]ace
[D]  The table's no place for your t[G]oys
  And try to u[A]se your inside vo[D]ice
  Don't dig in 'til we say Gr[G]ace
[Em]  So we put down our forks and bo[A]wed our heads
[Em]  And then she prayed the strangest pr[A]ayer ever said

  I wanna th[D]ank You Lord
[G]  For noisy ch[A]ildren and sl[D]amming doors
[G]  And clothes s[A]cattered all ov[D]er the floor
[G]  A husband w[A]orkin' all the t[Bm]ime
  Draggin' in d[A]ead tired at n[G]ight
  An never ending messy k[Em]itchen  [A]
  And dirty di[D]shes    [G]            [D]                   [G]

[D]  We all got real still and qu[G]iet
  And d[A]addy asked Honey, you alr[D]ight?
  She said There ain't nothing wr[G]ong
[D]  Noisy kids are happy k[G]ids
  And slamming d[A]oors just means we l[D]ive
  In a warm and loving h[G]ome
[Em]  Your long hours and those d[A]ishes in the sink
[Em]  Means a job and e[A]nough to eat

  I wanna th[D]ank You Lord
[G]  For noisy ch[A]ildren and sl[D]amming doors
[G]  And clothes s[A]cattered all ov[D]er the floor
[G]  A husband w[A]orkin' all the t[Bm]ime
  Draggin' in d[A]ead tired at n[G]ight
  An never ending messy k[Em]itchen   [A]

  For my little b[D]usy bees
[G]  Beggin' m[A]ama, mama c[D]an you please?
[G]  Always w[A]antin' me and c[D]allin' me
[G]  Loads of l[A]aundry pilin' [Bm]up
  Crayons cr[A]ushed into the r[G]ug
  In those little sticky k[Em]isses  [A]
  And dirty d[D]ishes   [G]
  And dirty d[D]ishes   [G]          [D]