Che Chords & Lyrics - Judy Collins
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[VERSE 1]
One [Em]morning in Bolivia
The leader [Bm]of the parti[C]sans
And two of his com[Em]panions
Were forced to flee the mountains [C]for their [D]lives
[VERSE 2]
Through [Em]green and dusty villages
They sped a[G]long the little [Em]roads
The peasants smiled and shouted as they [G]hurried [C]by
[Em]Jesus called out to everyone, "Don't think that we are leaving
They only [D]tried to frighten us with guns, we shall re[C]turn" [G]
[CHORUS 1]
Continue with your [C]work [G]
Continue with your [C]talk [Eb]
You have it in your [G]hands [Eb]
To own your lives, to own your [Em]lands
[VERSE 3]
The people smiled and shouted and they ran along a [D]little [Em]while
Then stood and watched, their hands were restless and empty
The [Bm]body of Je[Em]sus was in the jeep
That they blew up before it [D]reached the [C]plane
The [Bm]priest was proud to [C]bless him
For [D]what there was of him re[G]maining in the after[C]noon
[CHORUS 1]
Continue with your [C]work [G]
Continue with your [C]talk [Eb]
You have it in your [G]hands [Eb]
To own your lives, to own your [Em]lands
[CHORUS 2]
There is no one who can [C]show you [G]
The road you should be [C]on [Eb]
They only tell you, they can [G]show you [Eb]
And then tomorrow they are [Em]gone
[VERSE 4]
The smell of oil and incense fill the [D]room in this adobe [Em]hut
Where on the [D]table lies the body of a [C]man
His [Em]face is pale and [Bm]young, his beard is dark and [Em]curled
Pennies hold his [D]eyelids from the [Em]evening [C]light [Em]
[VERSE 5]
People from the village, those who [Bm]knew him, those who killed [Em]him
Stand inside the door, their hands are restless and empty
They watch the priest make silent [D]crosses in the [C]air
And pray to god in[Em]side their hearts for their own souls [G]
[CHORUS 1]
Continue with your [C]work [G]
Continue with your [C]talk [Eb]
You have it in your [G]hands [Eb]
To own your lives, to own your [Em]lands
[CHORUS 2]
There is no one who can [C]show you [G]
The road you should be [C]on [Eb]
They only tell you, they can [G]show you [Eb]
And then tomorrow they are [Em]gone
[CHORUS 1]
Continue with your [C]work [G]
Continue with your [C]talk [Eb]
You have it in your [G]hands [Eb]
To own your lives, to own your [Em]lands
[CHORUS 2]
There is no one who can [C]show you [G]
The road you should be [C]on [Eb]
They only tell you, they can [G]show you [Eb]
And then tomorrow they are [Em]gone
[CHORUS 1]
Continue with your [C]work [G]
Continue with your [C]talk [Eb]
You have it in your [G]hands [Eb]
To own your lives, to own your [Em]lands
[CHORUS 2]
There is no one who can [C]show you [G]
The road you should be [C]on [Eb]
They only tell you, they can [G]show you [Eb]
And then tomorrow they are [Em]gone
[CHORUS 1]
Continue with your [C]work [G]
Continue with your [C]talk [Eb]
You have it in your [G]hands [Eb]
To own your lives, to own your [Em]lands
One [Em]morning in Bolivia
The leader [Bm]of the parti[C]sans
And two of his com[Em]panions
Were forced to flee the mountains [C]for their [D]lives
[VERSE 2]
Through [Em]green and dusty villages
They sped a[G]long the little [Em]roads
The peasants smiled and shouted as they [G]hurried [C]by
[Em]Jesus called out to everyone, "Don't think that we are leaving
They only [D]tried to frighten us with guns, we shall re[C]turn" [G]
[CHORUS 1]
Continue with your [C]work [G]
Continue with your [C]talk [Eb]
You have it in your [G]hands [Eb]
To own your lives, to own your [Em]lands
[VERSE 3]
The people smiled and shouted and they ran along a [D]little [Em]while
Then stood and watched, their hands were restless and empty
The [Bm]body of Je[Em]sus was in the jeep
That they blew up before it [D]reached the [C]plane
The [Bm]priest was proud to [C]bless him
For [D]what there was of him re[G]maining in the after[C]noon
[CHORUS 1]
Continue with your [C]work [G]
Continue with your [C]talk [Eb]
You have it in your [G]hands [Eb]
To own your lives, to own your [Em]lands
[CHORUS 2]
There is no one who can [C]show you [G]
The road you should be [C]on [Eb]
They only tell you, they can [G]show you [Eb]
And then tomorrow they are [Em]gone
[VERSE 4]
The smell of oil and incense fill the [D]room in this adobe [Em]hut
Where on the [D]table lies the body of a [C]man
His [Em]face is pale and [Bm]young, his beard is dark and [Em]curled
Pennies hold his [D]eyelids from the [Em]evening [C]light [Em]
[VERSE 5]
People from the village, those who [Bm]knew him, those who killed [Em]him
Stand inside the door, their hands are restless and empty
They watch the priest make silent [D]crosses in the [C]air
And pray to god in[Em]side their hearts for their own souls [G]
[CHORUS 1]
Continue with your [C]work [G]
Continue with your [C]talk [Eb]
You have it in your [G]hands [Eb]
To own your lives, to own your [Em]lands
[CHORUS 2]
There is no one who can [C]show you [G]
The road you should be [C]on [Eb]
They only tell you, they can [G]show you [Eb]
And then tomorrow they are [Em]gone
[CHORUS 1]
Continue with your [C]work [G]
Continue with your [C]talk [Eb]
You have it in your [G]hands [Eb]
To own your lives, to own your [Em]lands
[CHORUS 2]
There is no one who can [C]show you [G]
The road you should be [C]on [Eb]
They only tell you, they can [G]show you [Eb]
And then tomorrow they are [Em]gone
[CHORUS 1]
Continue with your [C]work [G]
Continue with your [C]talk [Eb]
You have it in your [G]hands [Eb]
To own your lives, to own your [Em]lands
[CHORUS 2]
There is no one who can [C]show you [G]
The road you should be [C]on [Eb]
They only tell you, they can [G]show you [Eb]
And then tomorrow they are [Em]gone
[CHORUS 1]
Continue with your [C]work [G]
Continue with your [C]talk [Eb]
You have it in your [G]hands [Eb]
To own your lives, to own your [Em]lands
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