G | D | Em | C (Fingerpicked acoustic, slow electric lead weaving in — like a roadside breeze) G He was standin’ by the off-ramp light D Cardboard sign in Sharpie white Em Said “Hungry – Need Food,” not “spare a dime” C Didn’t beg, didn’t cross the line G His face was leathered from the sun D Looked ‘bout forty, maybe forty-one Em Eyes like stories wrapped in rust C But his voice still held a kind of trust G D I rolled the window down slow Em C Held out the last one from the bag to go G D Five Crystal burgers, I ate ‘em fast Em C But that sixth one was meant to last Am D He took it gentle, no words of plea C G Just looked right through and said to me: Am D “God bless you, stranger, you're alright” C D G And he walked on off into the broken light 🛻 G That sack said "Buy five, get one free" D Didn’t think it’d mean much to me Em But I sat there full and feelin’ slow C Like maybe that deal knew where to go G A man with nothing but a plan and pride D Didn’t ask for coins, just food to ride Em And there I was, fat, fed, and blind— C Till his simple thanks realigned my mind G D I rolled the window down slow Em C Held out the last one from the bag to go G D Five Crystal burgers, gone in a flash Em C But the free one burned like sacred ash Am D He didn’t ask for pity or fame C G Just shared a word that lit my flame Am D “God bless you” — soft, but bold C D G And it stayed with me in the drive-thru cold Em Bm Sometimes angels ain’t got wings C G Sometimes grace comes wrapped in things Em Bm Like cardboard signs and stale fries C D And truth in unexpected eyes G D Now I keep three warm in my seat Em C Not for me, but someone I might meet G D Two for hunger, three for grace Em C In this lonely drive-thru place Am D Six burgers and a story to tell— C G Of a man with pride, and hunger as well Am D He gave more than I ever knew C D G When he said, “God bless,” and I said, “You too” G | D | Em | C (Electric guitar trails off with a bluesy bend — sunset falling behind the sign.)
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