G C
I was born to a Christian country home
G
And the first songs that I sang
Were the songs of praise and glory
D7 G
On Sunday morning when the church bells rang
I sang them first in Sunday School
C G
Later on I sang up in the choir
Until one Sunday morning almost without warning
D7 G
I realize that wasn’t my desire
C
And that’s when I went from singing Rock of Ages
G
To singing rock and roll
D7
And my momma fell down on her knees
G
And prayed to God to have mercy on his soul
C
And the elders and the deacons
G
Tried to get the black sheep back into the fold
C G
The day I went from singing Rock of Ages
D7 G
To singing rock and roll
I packed a little bag
C G
And we began to travel all around the world
Our nights were filled with music
D7 G
And screaming propositions from the girls
I started rolling cigarettes
C G
Drinking beer and loving warm red wine
My momma wrote me letters I tied them all together
D7 G
Said I’ll read ‘em as soon as I get the time
We were picking in Chicago
C G
The night the telegram came to the gig
It was from my little sister
D7 G
And she said bubba bubba come home quick
Momma’s got a fever
C G
And daddy says she surely must be dying
And momma’s one request the thing she loves the best
D7 G
Was to hear you sing the gospel one more time
C
And that’s when I went from singing rock and roll
G
Back to singing Rock of Ages
D7
And the little country church
G
Seemed a million miles from the concert stages
C
And the good Lord wrote my momma’s name
G
In the book of everlasting pages
C G
I finally went from singing rock and roll
D7 G
To singing Rock of Ages
C G D7 G
Cleft for me let me hide myself in Thee
C
Yes I finally went from singing rock and roll
G
Back to singing Rock of Ages
D7
In the little country church
G
Seemed a million miles from the concert stages