Frigid Air chords by Jimmy Clifton

• Capo on 2nd

Key: A

Intro:

D Em C G

Verse 1:
G
You might find Him in the sunrise
C
You might see Him in the frost
G
You might talk a while scraping off the windshield
C
He might tell you what it cost
Am                    C                      G
When it's cold outside and you've got a child ahead (hmm)
Am               C                   D
Sit back and talk Son just like we're breaking bread

Chorus 1:
G  D               Em                       C
Frigid air is a good excuse to love You more, Lord, 'cause I'm thankful for
            D
all You've done
G                      Em
The trees are bare, but the fruit's ripe to the core, Lord
C           D               G
God, I'm grateful for Your Son

[Interlude]
G

Verse 2:
G
We might speak under the starlight
C
That ain't smoke Son, it's Your breath
G
He speaks to me through a KJV
C
And now I ain't afraid of death
Am                          C             G
When the trials come or the persecution starts
 Am                         C                 G
I know the Spirit's keeping us and changing hearts (Whoa)

Chorus 2:
G  D               Em                       C
Frigid air is a good excuse to love You more, Lord, 'cause I'm thankful for
            G
all You've done
G          D            Em                              C
The trees are bare, but the fruit's ripe to the core, Lord
C           D               C
God, I'm grateful for Your Son

Bridge:
C                              D
Bleeding fingers while I'm strumming on the street
G         D                  Em                       D
It reminds me of the blood on Your hands and on Your feet
C               D
City slickers or the country folk alike
G                         Em                                     C
They all get a chance to love You because You laid down Your life for the world
Am
And in the Greek
Am              D
That means everybody

[Interlude]
Em D C D

Pre-Chorus:
G  D               Em                       C      G
Frigid air is a good excuse to love You more, Lord, 'cause I'm thankful for
            Em
all You've done
G              D        Em              D              C
The trees are bare, but the fruit's ripe to the core, Lord
C           D
God, I'm thankful (Whoa)

[Final Chorus]
G  D               Em                       D      C
Frigid air is a good excuse to love You more, Lord, 'cause I'm thankful for
            D
all You've done
G              D        Em                 D           C
The trees are bare, but the fruit's ripe to the core, Lord
C           D               G
God, I'm grateful for Your Son

Outro:
Em C           D               G
   God, I'm grateful for Your Son