Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

I wanna make something beautiful

for You and from You

 To show You, to show You I a-

dore You, oh, You

And Your journey towards me

which I see and I see

All You push through,

mad for You and because of You

I couldn't thank You in ten thousand years

 If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears

 Ah, but You know the soul and You know what makes it gold

You who give life through blood Blood,

blood, blood, blood, oh, blood, blood

Oh, I wanna make something so lovely for You

'Cause I promised that's what I'd do for You

 With the Bible I stole, I know You forgave my soul

 Because such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve

 And I think we're agreed that it should have been free

And You sang to me

 They dress the wounds

 of My poor people as though they're nothing

 Saying, peace, peace

 when there's no peace

 They dress the wounds

 of My poor people as though they're nothing

 Saying, peace, peace, peace

 when there's no peace

 Days without number

 Now can a bride forget her jewels

 or a maid her ornaments?

 Yet my people 'forgotten Me

 Days without number,

 days without number

 And in their want,

 Who'll dress their wounds?

  ( to the end)

Who'll dress their wounds?