Boy Like Me Man Like You by Rich Mullins
Key: AA | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

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You-was a baby like I was once, You-was-cryin' in the early mornin' 
You-was-born in a stable Lord, Reid Memorial is where I... was born 
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They wrapped You in swaddling clothes, Me they dressed in baby blue

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I-was twelve-years-old in the meeting house, listening to the old men pray 
And I was tryin' hard to figure out, what it was that they was tryin' to say 
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There You were in the temple, they said You weren't old enough to know the things You knew

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Well, did You grow up hungry?, did You grow up fast?, did the little girls giggle when You walked past? 
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Did You wonder what it was, that made them laugh?
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[Did they tell You stories 'bout the saints of old?, stories about their faith? 
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They say stories like that make a boy grow bold, stories like that make a man walk straight]

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You was a boy like I was once, but was You a boy like me 
Well, I grew up around Indiana, you grew up around Galilee 
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And if I ever really do grow up, Lord I want to grow up and be just like You

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Did You wrestle with a dog and lick his nose?, did You play beneath the spray, of a water hose? 
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Did You ever make angels in the winter snow?
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[Did they tell You stories 'bout the saints of old?, stories about their faith? 
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They say stories like that make a boy grow bold, stories like that make a man walk straight]

(whistling solo)
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Did You ever get scared, playing hide and seek?, did You try not to cry, when You scraped Your knee? 
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Did You ever skip a rock across a quiet creek?

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[Did they tell You stories 'bout the saints of old?, stories about their faith? 
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They say stories like that make a boy grow bold, stories like that make a man walk straight]
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And I really may just grow up, and be like You someday