Tipo de gaita: Diatônica Tom: qualquer 6 6 7 7 7 7 7 8 -8 7 -6 6 O they tell me of a home far be-yond the skies, 6 6 7 7 7 7 7 8 9 9 O they tell me of a home far a-way; 6 6 7 7 7 7 7 8 -8 7 -6 O they tell me of a home where no storm-clouds 6 rise, 9 -10 9 8 7 -8 8 -8 -8 7 O they tell me of an un-cloud-ed day Chorus: 9 -10 9 8 7 8 7 O the land of cloud-less day, 9 -10 9 8 8 7 8 8 -8 O the land of an un-cloud-ed sky; 6 6 7 7 7 7 7 O they tell me of a home, 8 -8 7 -6 6 where no storm-clouds rise, 9 -10 9 8 7 -8 8 -8 -8 7 O they tell me of an un-cloud-ed day. Verse 2: O they tell me of a home where my friends have gone,O they tell me ofthat land far away; Where the tree of life in eternal bloom Sheds itsfragrance thru the unclouded day. Verse 3: O they tell me of the King in His beauty there, And they tell me ofthat mine eyes shall be-hold, Where He sits on the throne that iswhiter than snow, In the city that is made of gold. Verse 4: O they tell me that He smiles on His children there, And His smiledrives their sorrows all a-way; And they tell me that no tears evercome again, In that lovely land of un-clouded day.