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G D C
We were 18, it was prom night.
G D C
We had our first big fight.
G D
She said 'Pull this car over'.
C D Em D C
I did and then I told her, 'I don't know what you are crying for'.
C D
I grabbed her hand, as she reached for the door.
G
She said, I'll walk.
C
Let go of my hand.
Em D C G F#/G
Right now I'm hurt, and you don't understand.
Em
So just be quiet.
A
And later we will talk.
C D
Just leave, don't worry.
G
I'll walk.
G D C
It was a dark night, a black dress.
G D C
Driver never saw her, around the bend.
G D C D
I never will forget the call, or driving to the hospital
Em D C
when they told me her legs still wouldn't move.
C D
I cried, when I walked into her room.
G
She said, I'll walk.
C G F#/G
Please come and hold my hand.
Em D C
Right now I'm hurt, and I don't understand.
G F#/G Em A
Lets just be quiet, and later we can talk.
C D
Please stay, don't worry.
G
I'll walk.
C
I held her hand through everything.
Em G
The weeks and months of therapy.
C D Em G F#/G
And I held her hand and asked her, to be my bride.
C Em A
She's dreamed from a little girl, to have her daddy bring her down the aisle.
C D
So from her wheelchair, she looks up at him and smiles.
G
And says, I'll walk.
C
Please hold my hand.
G F#/G Em D C
I know that this will hurt, I know you understand.
G F#/G Em
Please daddy don't cry.
A
This is already hard.
C D
Let's go, don't worry.
G
I'll walk.
Written by Lonnie Fowler/Brent Wilson