Intro: C E7 Am7 C7 F C Dm7 G


Verse 1:
          C                        E7                Am7    C7
She could say in her voice, in her way that she love me
                          F                            C                    Dm7
With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt, with her hands, with her money
          G
I am the thesis of her prayers.
    C                               E7
Her nieces and her nephews are just pieces of the layers,
     Am7                             C7                       F
Only ones she loves as much as me is Jesus Christ and Taylor.
                       C                     Dm7
I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma
                          G
You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma!
C                    E7
Mine's is hand made, pan fried, sun dried
Am7                      C7
Southside, and beat the devil by a landslide.
F                             C
Praying with her hands tied, president of my fan club,
Dm7                      G
Santa, something told me I should bring my butt to church!

Chorus:
                   C
You gotta move it slow-ly,
 E7                             Am7 
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
 C7                                F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
 C                                   Dm7        G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.

Bridge:
C               E7            Am7         C7
Come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain.
F          C    Dm7        G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
            C              E7            Am7         C
You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain
F          C    Dm7         G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.

Verse 2:
           C                               E7               
I come to church for the candy, your peppermints is the truth.
          Am7                      C7   
I'm pessimistic on Monday if I had tweaked and missed you.
             F                             C
You look so good with that hat on, had to match with the shoes,
          Dm7                              G
Came and dressed in the satin, I came and sat in your pew.
           C                          E7
I come to Christmas for dinner, fifty rolls on my plate
       Am7                               C7
Hella holes in my stocking holding your pockets in place.
          F                              C
I like my love with a budget, I like my hugs with a scent
                 Dm7                    G
You smell like, light, gas, water, electricity, rent
                C                           E7
You sound like why the gospel choir got so tired
                   Am7                    C7
And his praise is daily basis so I gotta try it.
                 F                         C
You're my dream catcher, dream team, team captain
                     Dm7                          G
Matter fact, I ain't seen you in a minute, lemme take my butt to church!

Bridge:
           C               E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
       Am7        C7
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F         C                 Dm7        G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
           C               E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
       Am7        C
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F         C                 Dm7        G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain.

Chorus:
                   C
You gotta move it slow-ly,
 E7                             Am7 
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
 C7                                F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
 C                                 Dm7        G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.

C
Slow-ly,
 E7                            Am7 
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
 C7                                F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
 C                                 Dm7         G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.

Bridge:
           C               E7
You better come on in this house -come on in this house-,
       Am7        C7
'Cause it's gonna rain -it's gonna rain!-.
F         C                 Dm7        G
Rain down Zion -rain down-, it's gonna rain.
            C              E7            Am7         C7
You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain
F         C     Dm7         G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
C
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