Intro - A - E - F#m - D = 2xs 
 
 
(verse) 
A                 E 
Every day after Thanksgiving sell,  
F#m                  D 
Malls just ain't complete, 
A                     E              F#m           
Without a bunch of decorations and a paper angel tree, 
 
(bridge) 
Bm                 A         D        A 
There's arificial smiles on artificial tree limbs, 
Bm                 A              F#m              Esus E 
sayin what she'd love to have and what to buy for him , 
 
(verse 2) 
        A                 E 
Well I hope Maggie likes her new winter clothes, 
        F#m                  D 
And her buggie with a baby doll, 
           A                   E   
And maybe Thomas smile in his new Nike shoes, 
         F#m              D 
When he shoots that basketball, 
 
(bridge) 
Bm                 A      D            A 
I can't help but wishin, that I could do more, 
Bm                A              F#m               E 
But not just while I'm shoping in the department store, 
 
(chorus) 
A       E          F#m                    D 
Paper angels you're in my thoughts and prayers, 
A                    E 
No matter where you are right now,  
         F#m           D 
Remember God's right there, 
Bm           A 
He's asking all of us,  
    D        A               F#m     D          A - E - F#m - D 
To help take care of all his paper angels everywhere, 
 
(verse 3) 

Goin through the mail on this stary afternoon, 

I see a mom and dad's worse dream , 

Their on the back of a money-savin-add, 

To get my carpet clean, 

(bridge) 

Height, weight, hair, eyes, date missin, and D.O.B. 

A childs picture and the words Have you see me, 
 
(chorus) 
A       E          F#m                    D 
Paper angels you're in my thoughts and prayers, 
A                    E 
No matter where you are right now,  
         F#m           D 
Remember God's right there, 
Bm           A 
He's asking all of us,  
    D         A              F#m     D    A  E   A 
To help take care of all his paper angels everywhere, 
 
(bridge) 
    F#m                        A 
His documented bruises, film , a folder and a file, 
        F#m                         Esus            E 
She's a second grade self portrait drawn without a smile, 
    F#m                         A   C#m       F#m 
And every town has litter with this kind of debree, 
       D                A       D                  E  
We've got to stop this madness, it's up to you and me, 
 
(chorus) 
A       E          F#m                    D 
Paper angels you're in my thoughts and prayers, 
A                    E 
No matter where you are right now,  
         F#m           D 
Remember God's right there, 
Bm           A 
He's asking all of us,  
    D         A              F#m     D    A  E   F#m - D 
To help take care of all his paper angels everywhere, 
          E  (no chord) A - E - F#m - D  
Paper angels everywhere,