2 acessos
Am [Verse] Am She came to me one morning, one lonely Sunday morning G Am Her long hair flowing in the midwinter wind Am I know not how she found me, when in darkness I was walking G Am Destruction lay around me from the fight I could not win [Chorus] G Am Ahh ah ahh ah ah ahh ah ah ah-ah G Am Ahh ah ah ahh ah ah G Am Ahh ah ahh ah ah ahh ah ah ah-ah G Am Ahh ah ah ahh ah ah [Verse] Am She asked me name my foe then, I said the need within some men G Am To fight and kill their brothers, without thought of man or god Am And I begged her give me horses to trample down my enemies G Am So eager was my passion to devour this waste of life [Chorus] G Am Ahh ah ahh ah ah ahh ah ah ah-ah G Am Ahh ah ah ahh ah ah G Am Ahh ah ahh ah ah ahh ah ah ah-ah G Am Ahh ah ah ahh ah ah [Verse] Am She would not think of battle that reduces men to animals G Am So easy to begin and yet impossible to end Am For she, the mother of all men, who counselled me so wisely that G Am I feared to walk alone again and asked if she would stay [Chorus] G Am Ahh ah ahh ah ah ahh ah ah ah-ah G Am Ahh ah ah ahh ah ah G Am Ahh ah ahh ah ah ahh ah ah ah-ah G Am Ahh ah ah ahh ah ah [Instrumental] Am Bm [Verse] Bm "Oh, lady, lend your hand," I cried, "And let me rest here at your side" A Bm "Have faith and trust in me", she said, and filled my heart with life Bm "There is no strength in numbers, have no such misconceptions A Bm But when you need me, be assured, I won't be far away" [Chorus] A Bm Ahh ah ahh ah ah ahh ah ah ah-ah A Bm Ahh ah ah ahh ah ah A Bm Ahh ah ahh ah ah ahh ah ah ah-ah A Bm Ahh ah ah ahh ah ah [Verse] Em Thus, having spoke, she turned away and though I found no words to say D Em I stood and watched until I saw her black cloak disappear Em My labour is no easier, but now I know I'm not alone D Em I find new heart each time I think upon that windy day [Chorus] D Em Ahh ah ahh ah ah ahh ah ah ah-ah D Em Ahh ah ah ahh ah ah D Em Ahh ah ahh ah ah ahh ah ah ah-ah D Em Ahh ah ah ahh ah ah [Instrumental] Am Bm [Verse] Em She came to me one morning, one lonely Sunday morning D Em Her long hair flowing in the midwinter wind Em And if one day she comes to you, drink deeply from her words so wise D Em Take courage from her as your prize and say, 'Hello' from me