Guadalupe chords

CAPO: 4th Fret

[INTRO]
[D] [C] [G]

[VERSE 1]

There are ghosts out in the rain tonight
High up in those ancient [Am]trees
And I have given up with[D]out a fight
Another blind fool on [G]his knees

And all the gods that I've abandoned
Begin to speak in simple [Am]tongue
And, suddenly, I've [D]come to know
That there are no roads left to [G]run

[VERSE 2]

Now it's the hour of dogs a-barking
That's what the old ones used to [Am]say
It's first light, or it's [D]sundown
Before the children cease their [G]play

And when the mountains glow like mission wine
Or turn grey like a Spanish [Am]roan
Ten thousand eyes will [D]stop to worship
Then turn away, and head for [G]home

[CHORUS]
And she is reaching out her [C]arms tonight
And, yes, my poverty is [G]real
I pray roses shall rain [Am]down again [D]
From Guadalupe, on her [G]hill
And, who am I to doubt these mys[C]teries
Cured in centuries of [G]blood, and candle smoke?
I am the least of all your pil[Am]grims here [D]
But I am most in need of [G]hope

[INSTRUMENTAL]
[G] [Am] [D] [G]

[VERSE 3]
She appeared to Juan Di[G]ego
She left her image on his [Am]cape
Five hundred years of [D]sorrow
Cannot destroy their deepest [G]faith

So, here I am, your ragged disbeliever
A doubting Thomas drowns in [Am]tears
As I watch your church sink [D]through the earth
Like a heart worn down through f[G]ear

[CHORUS]
And she is reaching out her [C]arms tonight
And, yes, my poverty is [G]real
I pray roses shall rain [Am]down again [D]
From Guadalupe, on her [G]hill
And, who am I to doubt these mys[C]teries
Cured in centuries of [G]blood, and candle smoke?
I am the least of all your pil[Am]grims here [D]
But I am most in need of [G]hope
I am the least of all your pil[Am]grims here [D]
But I am most in need of [G]hope

[OUTRO]
[D] [C] [G]