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intro riff is d-f-d g g d-f-d
G Cm
Morning prayers took the girl unawares
F C
She was late for class and she knew it
G Cm
The broadcaster had a voice that was soothing
F C
She couldn’t tell if it was a man or wo-man
A C G (f#-f-e D-e-d)
A patch of sun fell onto her neck
A C G (f#-f-e D-e-d)
She put her head on her arms on her desk
G Cm
The lesson today was Acts of Apostles
F C
The crazy hippies, they’re running scared
G Cm
She shut her eyes and imagined the desert
F C
No cars, no mobiles, just sun and bread
A C G (f#-f-e D-e-d)
What would she look like standing by the well?
A C G (f#-f-e D-e-d)
More like a women and less like a girl
Bb Eb
“Oh, if I could make sense of it all!
Bb Eb
I wish that I could sing. I’d stay in a melody
Bb
I would float along in my everlasting song
Am (c-b C-b) D
What would I do to believe?”
intro notes again: d-f-d g g d-f-d
G Cm
Later on she plays Morning Has Broken
F C
She knows she’s bad. She is slowing everbody down
G Cm
The choirmaster, usually a bastard,
F C
knows her mother’s sick. He’ll be nice to her.
A C G (f#-f-e D-e-d)
She thinks that she shouldn’t be there at all
A C G (f#-f-e D-e-d)
Her worries make everything else seem trivial
Bb Eb
“Oh, if I could make sense of it all!
Bb Eb
I wish that I could sing. I’d stay in a melody
Bb
I would float along in my everlasting song
Am (c-b C-b) D
What would I do to believe?”
Repeat A few more times: Am (c-b C-b) d
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