Tom: G
G D7
May the fruit of my toil be yours love
G
May the fruit from my soil be yours love
C
And from this moment on may a love that is strong
D7 G
And lives on and on be yours love
[Chorus]
D7
May the sons that I raise be yours love
G
May the comforts I praise be yours love
C
If I ever get weak may the love words I speak
D7 G
And the arms that I seek be yours love
[Verse]
C G
May the Lord's shining grace be yours love
C D7
May the happiest face be yours love
G C
May the last fingertips that touch these two lips
D7 G
As life from me slips be yours love
