Prayer To St Peter
Edwin McCain
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Intro: G,D,Em,CG D Let them in Peter, For they are very tiredEm C Give them couches where the angels sleep, And light those firesG D Let them wake whole again, To brand new dawnsEm C Fired by the sun, Not war-times bloody gunsG D May their peace be deep, Remember where the broken bodies lieContinúa después del anuncioEm C God knows how young they were, To have to dieG D Em C Well God knows how young they were, To have to dieG D Give them things they like, Let them make some noiseEm C Give dance hall bands not golden harps, To these our boysG D Let them love Peter, For they've had no timeEm C They should have bird songs and trees, And hills to climbG D The taste of summer, And a ripened pearEm C And girls sweet as meadow wind, And flowing hairG D And tell them how they are missed, But say not to fearEm C G It's gonna be all right, With us down here