[based on the London Sessions recording]
Chart by Ben R
Capo 2
[G]I wanna make something beautiful
[D]for You and from You
To sh[G]ow You, to show You I a-
[D]dore You, oh, You
[G]And Your journey towards me
[D]which I see and I see
[G]All You push through,
[D]mad for You and because of You
[G]I couldn't thank You in ten thousand years
If I [D]cried ten thousand rivers of tears
Ah, but[G] You know the soul and You know what makes it gold
[D]You who give life through blood Blood,
[G]blood, blood, blood, oh, blood, blood [D]
[G]Oh, I wanna make something so lovely for You
[D]'Cause I promised that's what I'd do for You
With the B[G]ible I stole, I know You forgave my soul
Because[D] such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
And I[G] think we're agreed that it should have been free
[D]And You sang to me
They dress the w[G]ounds
of My poor p[C]eople as though they're [G]nothing [C]
Saying, p[G]eace, [C]peace
when there's no p[D]eace
They dress the w[G]ounds
of My poor pe[C]ople as though they're n[G]othing [C]
Saying, p[G]eace, peace,[C] peace
when there's no [G]peace [C]
Days without n[G]umber [C]
Now can a br[G]ide forget her [C]jewels [G]
or a maid her[C] ornaments' [G]
Yet my [C]people 'forgotten [G]Me [C]
Days without [G]number, [C]
days without [G]number [C]
And in their [G]want, [C]
Who'll [G]dress their wounds' [C]
[G] [C] ([G] [C] to the end)
Who'll dress their wounds'
Chart by Ben R
Capo 2
[G]I wanna make something beautiful
[D]for You and from You
To sh[G]ow You, to show You I a-
[D]dore You, oh, You
[G]And Your journey towards me
[D]which I see and I see
[G]All You push through,
[D]mad for You and because of You
[G]I couldn't thank You in ten thousand years
If I [D]cried ten thousand rivers of tears
Ah, but[G] You know the soul and You know what makes it gold
[D]You who give life through blood Blood,
[G]blood, blood, blood, oh, blood, blood [D]
[G]Oh, I wanna make something so lovely for You
[D]'Cause I promised that's what I'd do for You
With the B[G]ible I stole, I know You forgave my soul
Because[D] such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
And I[G] think we're agreed that it should have been free
[D]And You sang to me
They dress the w[G]ounds
of My poor p[C]eople as though they're [G]nothing [C]
Saying, p[G]eace, [C]peace
when there's no p[D]eace
They dress the w[G]ounds
of My poor pe[C]ople as though they're n[G]othing [C]
Saying, p[G]eace, peace,[C] peace
when there's no [G]peace [C]
Days without n[G]umber [C]
Now can a br[G]ide forget her [C]jewels [G]
or a maid her[C] ornaments' [G]
Yet my [C]people 'forgotten [G]Me [C]
Days without [G]number, [C]
days without [G]number [C]
And in their [G]want, [C]
Who'll [G]dress their wounds' [C]
[G] [C] ([G] [C] to the end)
Who'll dress their wounds'
Used chords
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