My Zaide Chords & Lyrics - Misc Unsigned Bands - Moshe Yess
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My Z[Am]eide lived with [C]us in my p[Dm]arents’ home,
He u[Am]sed to laugh, he [F]put me on his [E]knee
and he [Dm]spoke about his l[F]ife in Po[Am]land,
he s[Dm]poke, but with a [F]bitter m[E]emory
He s[Am]poke about the so[C]ldiers who would b[Dm]eat him
they la[Am]ughed at him, they [F]tore his long black [E]coat
and he[Dm] spoke about the s[F]ynagogue that they b[Am]urnt down
and th[Dm]e crying that was [F]heard beneath the sm[E]oke
[CHORUS]
But [Dm]Zeide made us l[Am]augh
and [Dm]Zeide made us s[Am]ing
and [Dm]Zeide made a ki[G]ddush friday [C]night
and [Dm]Zeide oh my [F]Zeide, how I lo[Am]ved h[Am/G]im so,
and [Dm]Zeide used to t[F]each me wrong from [E]right
His [Am]eyes lit up, when [C]he would t[Dm]each me Torah
He t[Am]aught me every l[F]ine so careful[E]ly.
He [Dm]spoke about our s[F]lavery in [Am]Egypt,
And [Dm]how G-d took us out to [F]make us [E]free.
But [Dm]winter went [Am]by,
Sum[Dm]mer came al[Am]ong,
I we[Dm]nt to camp [G]to run and [C]play.
And [Dm]when I got b[F]ack home, They said, "[Am]Zeide’[Am/G]s gone,”
And a[Dm]ll his books were pa[F]cked And stored [E]away.
I d[Am]on’t know how or [C]why it all [Dm]came to be,
It h[Am]appened slowly o[F]ver so many y[E]ears,
We [Dm]just stopped bein[F]g Jewish l[Am]ike my Zeide was,
And [Dm]no one cared enough to s[F]hed a te[E]ar.
[CHORUS]
But [Dm]Zeide made us l[Am]augh
and [Dm]Zeide made us s[Am]ing
and [Dm]Zeide made a ki[G]ddush friday [C]night
and [Dm]Zeide oh my [F]Zeide, how I lo[Am]ved h[Am/G]im so,
and [Dm]Zeide used to t[F]each me wrong from [E]right
But [Am]many winters went b[C]y, and many su[Dm]mmers came along,
And [Am]now my children s[F]it in front of[E] me.
And [Dm]who will be the Ze[F]ide of my ch[Am]ildren,
Who [Dm]will be their Zei[F]de, if not m[E]e?
Who [Dm]will be the Zaides[F] of our chil[Am]dren,
Who [Dm]will be their Zai[F]des, if not [E]we?
He u[Am]sed to laugh, he [F]put me on his [E]knee
and he [Dm]spoke about his l[F]ife in Po[Am]land,
he s[Dm]poke, but with a [F]bitter m[E]emory
He s[Am]poke about the so[C]ldiers who would b[Dm]eat him
they la[Am]ughed at him, they [F]tore his long black [E]coat
and he[Dm] spoke about the s[F]ynagogue that they b[Am]urnt down
and th[Dm]e crying that was [F]heard beneath the sm[E]oke
[CHORUS]
But [Dm]Zeide made us l[Am]augh
and [Dm]Zeide made us s[Am]ing
and [Dm]Zeide made a ki[G]ddush friday [C]night
and [Dm]Zeide oh my [F]Zeide, how I lo[Am]ved h[Am/G]im so,
and [Dm]Zeide used to t[F]each me wrong from [E]right
His [Am]eyes lit up, when [C]he would t[Dm]each me Torah
He t[Am]aught me every l[F]ine so careful[E]ly.
He [Dm]spoke about our s[F]lavery in [Am]Egypt,
And [Dm]how G-d took us out to [F]make us [E]free.
But [Dm]winter went [Am]by,
Sum[Dm]mer came al[Am]ong,
I we[Dm]nt to camp [G]to run and [C]play.
And [Dm]when I got b[F]ack home, They said, "[Am]Zeide’[Am/G]s gone,”
And a[Dm]ll his books were pa[F]cked And stored [E]away.
I d[Am]on’t know how or [C]why it all [Dm]came to be,
It h[Am]appened slowly o[F]ver so many y[E]ears,
We [Dm]just stopped bein[F]g Jewish l[Am]ike my Zeide was,
And [Dm]no one cared enough to s[F]hed a te[E]ar.
[CHORUS]
But [Dm]Zeide made us l[Am]augh
and [Dm]Zeide made us s[Am]ing
and [Dm]Zeide made a ki[G]ddush friday [C]night
and [Dm]Zeide oh my [F]Zeide, how I lo[Am]ved h[Am/G]im so,
and [Dm]Zeide used to t[F]each me wrong from [E]right
But [Am]many winters went b[C]y, and many su[Dm]mmers came along,
And [Am]now my children s[F]it in front of[E] me.
And [Dm]who will be the Ze[F]ide of my ch[Am]ildren,
Who [Dm]will be their Zei[F]de, if not m[E]e?
Who [Dm]will be the Zaides[F] of our chil[Am]dren,
Who [Dm]will be their Zai[F]des, if not [E]we?
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